“Writing on my hand”
Sometimes I make notes of things to remember on my left hand, and then go up to receive communion…
Sometimes I make notes of things to remember on my left hand, and then go up to receive communion…
…literally today, bucketing down, blowing a hooley, and thunder and lightning to boot. But also figuratively, in terms of published poems.
redefining pink –
bursting magnolia buds
stretch their baby fists
Ho hum.
Pebblebed Heaths lie inland of Budleigh, and the beach is formed of pebbles, beautifully smooth.
I learned to float when I was 53, off the beach at Budleigh Salterton, Devon.
Poem published by Wildfire Words, with audio recording of my reading.
…and I’ve had three poems published recently in different journals.
Terza rima sonnet inspired by walks through the temperate rainforests of Lustleigh Cleave, Dartmoor, and Isaac Newton.
Poetry is an exercise in patience.
Inspired by Elizabeth Barrett Browning and Facebook. Gotta love the AI image generator’s attempt to produce a “cloud of thumbs up emojis”. It really can’t do hands… or faces.
Prompted by the variable messages overhead as I drove home down the M5.
A reading of “Think chair” and other poems more or less related to items of furniture
When I responded to an invitation to ‘think chair’, Studio 36 published it.
Veronica Gosling sent out an invitation to ‘think chair’, so I wrote a poem.
strange how December / triggered reading and writing / poetry again
Two haiku, one responding to the news of record September average global temperatures, and one celebrating a bit of biodiversity that is often overlooked.
In 2010 I wrote a series of four haiku spanning seven-year intervals in response to Deepwater Horizon: 1996, 2003, 2010, 2017. Now it’s 2023, maybe an update that ignites the will to keep plugging on would be helpful…
Writing haiku, inspired by the natural world around (and perhaps inside) Exeter Cathedral.
In which I was a creative lead at a MozFest Fringe hack day, and also tinkered with Javascript to create some generative weather forecast poetry in motion.
BP has been found “grossly negligent” in the lead-up to the 2010 Deepwater Horizon oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. I wrote a series of haikus in response to the original event, and other oil-related events past and imagined,
Blackbird perched precariously in pyracantha, picking at plentiful berries. #ventriloquismforbeginners
A poem inspired by Iona, and commended in Earthing Faith’s “Inspired by Creation” competition, October 2010.
An experiment in a geo-located poem, August 2010.
Poem published in Poetry Scotland, Late Spring 2010.