The river It lures Deep and clear.Poised on the rockIReach outTo point of no returnEyes fixed Caught intensity A moment suspended in timeLost in penetrating coldUntil rhythm is found To breathe againAnd submerged Warmth returns.
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To Swim in Wild Water
Where boulders meet waterAnd ripples castAmidst bubbles and shimmering Reflections that imprint On the mind That is cleared both free and alertEye level with natureSynchronised the breathEach stroke made deliberate To match with the speed Of the current which steersThe thread of the river At one With the force that surroundsGaining equilibrium holding the groundAContinue reading “To Swim in Wild Water”
Wild Swimming x2 in two days
Cracking the mirrored surface Breaks the pictureTransiently; Breath sharpened,Mind focused- Drawn eye -level with nature Drawn to wonder To gaze upwards;The canopy of treesPlays The shaft of light;Damsel flies dance on the surfaceJewel dots of colour, Ripples in the water Pushing upstream For yardsSlow and rhythmic,Breath and stroke synchronisedUntil we are at one with natureMesmerisedContinue reading “Wild Swimming x2 in two days”
Long Night
Having a puppy in pain is no different to having a sick child. It’s going to be a long night! To the sound of whimpering The moon she risesStill the night But tormented a soul Shrill she calls into the darknessFor one to hear.Out on the lawnInjured leg raisedPrecarious the balance Confused eyes shine brightSheContinue reading “Long Night”
Dahlias from the Garden
My first year of growing dahlias and I love every one. With time to paint, and exploring oil paints, I had a go at still life.
Moorland View
Beneath the skyThe moorland view Draws us home
Dabbling with oils
With a torn tendon in my arm, I’ve done little in the garden this last week: I’ve done little of anything really. Found some old oil paints and equipment clearing my parent’s house. I’ve never painted with oils before – always acrylic so decided to have a play and experiment. Any tips would be appreciated-Continue reading “Dabbling with oils”
Renewal
While life stays still Unbalanced A world keeps moving onBeauty masked in small thingsPaper thin petalsDance above a sea of stemsSoft pincushions of mossGlisten hugging the damp soilThe earthy smellOf renewal.
First view for a Sight Hound
We looked mad arriving at the car park in thick fog and not taking coats. At the bottom of the mile long track we could hear the sea but not see it – that’s how dense the fog was. Pepper was so interested and surprised by what she could hear and feel – then theContinue reading “First view for a Sight Hound”
Fog – changing states
Creeping somewhere between Day and Night Clarity obscured but Strangely visible Sound there But audibly differentSenses dulled and cloudedSharpened by drips off treesBent stems flopped forwardFlower over flowerPetals strewn confetti On sodden grassAn absence of birdsGives way to a feeling of emptinessChanging states One path crosses another But the end cannot be seen.
