The Best

Its Mixed Race Day in Brazil and, being English, French, Scots, and Irish myself, beside being very much Canadian, I like the idea of celebrating this day. With all that I’m remembering a meal I had years ago when we were on holiday, touring the Eastern Provinces, it was a celebration in itself: the taste lingers, the view, the atmosphere, never to be forgotten ………

THE BEST

a crab-burger
in Neil’s Harbour –                 

I taste sky
ocean     gulls

a single boat
heading in
round the point

while I bite
into heaven

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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P’s and Q’s

Today is International World refugee day, and I like the idea of that, inviting people, countries, to take in those in need of safety. Not that today’s poem is advocating a safe life, rather I’m recommending that we go a little wild …

P’S AND Q’S

lock that voice in a closet

V. two cyclists

throw the key out
don’t listen when she tells you
to mind p’s and q’s

hornpipe on the roof
hopscotch down the lane
sing to cyclists
pay double for coffee
buy lunch for a stranger
wear scarlet and orange
stripes to church
dye your hair
any colour but ordinary
be loud and clear
: drink deep joy

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my scans - after 18 112 coverTo Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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This Morning

Today is Inventors’ Day in Hungary, and I like the sound of that, a special day for those who try to improve our world. A day when I’m taking just an ordinary morning walk, nothing special to see, but one of those days when the light is clean, the sounds are clear, and I deeply appreciate health, home, happiness, what more can anyone ask? …

THIS MORNING

I walked a mile around the lake
climbed the stile, went through a field         
watched a garden reptile slide
into a pile of rotting twigs

listened to a crow calling from the firs
heard a vireo singing not far off
while the hedgerow rustled close at hand
and a vole poked a twitching snout

I circled through dim woodland
where pigeons coo’d in alder trees
caught glimpses of blue through branches
and came to the view of home once more

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9781771333054_FCA Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, 2016.

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He Married

This month, whose birth flowers are rose and honeysuckle, tends to be a time of weddings, in churches, balloons, on mountain tops, or sports fields … i.e. often in strange places. Customs vary and people add their own twist to the ordinary to make the occasion special and fun …

HE MARRIED

when I wasn’t looking
scarpered over the hill
with a Lancashire girl
to the town hall
where he banked roses                           
on the side-walk
hurled white ribbons
from church steeples
tied her in satin
a length of pearls
and Victorian lace
pulled her beside him
into a red Rolls Royce
and drove to Scotland
lost in highland storms
while we hunted
the South Coast
on a trail of confetti

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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A Nursery Moon

I’ve no idea why but I’ve been thinking of nursery rhymes, maybe it’s a slightly mad time of year? But I’m remembering them with delight, pondering their historical backgrounds, but mainly just playing around with them, having fun …

A NURSERY MOON

the sky leans down                        
to grab the cat
pull her to the moon
to catch the cow
that jumped too high
and got stuck
on a quarter horn

the dog fiddled
an Irish jig
on his double bass
bounced his paws
and thrust him up
to join cat and cow
eating honey
with a very long spoon

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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3-Bird Haiku

Chickadees, juncos, nuthatches, all familiar at our feeder, with woodpeckers and others. I keep the nut-feeder going all year (inaccessible to squirrels), but discontinue the seeds for the summer …

a pair of towhees
at the feeder                           
maples in flower

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a bluebird
on the fence post –
sunrise aria

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a bird house
made of driftwood –
the spider’s web

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my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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Attention Span

At some time we all have to wait in an airport, for an arrival, or to go somewhere special. We become members of line-ups, check points, controls … spend time gazing into space, day dreaming, frustrated, or accustomed …

ATTENTION SPAN

she stares into a tunnel of space                 
while leaning on a luggage cart
just one of the crowd
at the airport ticket counter

we wait      bored
tickets clasped for efficiency
passport in pocket
anticipation on hold
for the machine that will lift
into cloud and take us
where she is going

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first published in Ken*Again

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9781771333054_FCA Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.

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