I always had the idea that I saw one on a weekday winter evening out in the car with my parents . I heard it’s salutary screech through closed windows . I noticed it’s flat round head and it’s white wings beating wildly . I marked it off in my bird book kept the memory [...]
You must treasure every minute. Do not waste a single drop. When you feel the tug of living, Never let the music stop. When you see a thing of beauty, Take a moment to admire. Do not let the flame extinguish In the everlasting fire. Though your body may be feeble, Let your mind be [...]
The view from my window Is elder in bloom From a vista of picture frames Straddling the room. And, under the elders, In china array, Are roses, that blush Through the shimmering day. The feeders are empty. The birds have deserted. But, over the stream bridge, My ears are alerted To clatter of lid From [...]
If you can eat your bread, when all about you Are toasting theirs, (and flaming burn it too!). If you can eat your crust yourself, when all men flout it, Please making allowance for their flouting too. If you can grate, and not get tired of grating, Or whip a pie up. Don’t be scared [...]
Sowbread and Saffron sat side by side on a sublime , sun- bathed September afternoon in an unspoilt , country mill – house garden safe from modern – day ravages and attention paid to the latest flower of the month . Lanky stems of herbaceous perennials their plumed petals petering out , watch bold , [...]
The fat fly- fed spider of September legs spread motionless on the close knit strands of his wide web woven from within so intuitively the centre of his world . No – one noticed him on hot , sweaty summer days , but there he was under cover planning his movements. For a few short [...]
We spent at least part of one night together an hour suspended between deep , healing sleep and another days familiar comforting dawn . Hanging on to a golden crescent , you cascaded love – hearts down upon me from shimmering moonbeams . They permeated windows , drifted around my supine body and filled the void which [...]
The smuggler path winds it’s way around the base of Denne Hill . Worn and sunken from ramblers footsteps and pock- marked by boots of schoolboy cross – country runners . Two hundred years ago brigands hurried along the track carrying contraband from the coast towards London with those ill – gotten gains . Now [...]
In a small garden in the Netherlands Stands a pavilion for exotic birds. It’s simply built of canopy and wire, And paraqueets fly joyfully inside. Upon the floor, small quail importantly Scrabble across the balding grass and dust. And budgerigars perch high and make remarks, As though nobody else but they can hear. Outside, two [...]
SEA VIEW RUBAIYAT I am drawn to the sea – it has always been so: to wander the cliffs where the sea-breezes blow and the waves rolling in with the spray flying free over fathoms of misty-green water below. I am drawn to the sea – to the sound of the sea: to the whine [...]