Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Forget me not
Your tiny blue stars
fresh delivered from heaven
enduring treasures
I’m delighted to see the Sharon has written a Thursday Haiku, of course she’s not lazy but her haiku is lovely, http://newpillowbook.wordpress.com/2014/03/20/thursday-haiku-march-20-2014/
Josh at the Daily Post asks that we show a picture of ‘Inside’ for this weeks challenge. I’m a bit technologically challenged today because my PC is dying and my new laptop isn’t set up yet – wish me luck with that please!
I’ve found something to post though!
Inside a Cappadochian cave.
The rope I held to scramble into a cave formed by volcanic eruptions on Mount Etna, Sicily.
Our guide deep inside the cave.
Inside Gomantong caves Borneo.
To join in visit http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/14/weekly-photo-challenge-inside-2/
I kept seeing the same post appearing in my daily visited list as well as ‘sky’ in my top search list and had no idea why. It’s this one, from December last year https://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2013/12/01/travel-theme-sky/ . Then I thought I would search for sky and see what came up. A photo just a little way down the first page looked familiar, lo and behold it was mine.
Does that mean I have a famous photo? 🙂 🙂 🙂
Thoughts that came to mind, oooh I should have put copywrite on it?Maybe I should take it down and make it smaller? Maybe I should put a water mark across the middle? Maybe I should just take it down? I wonder if anyone has pinched it?
Actually none of the above. It’s pretty but nothing special and if it makes someone smile then I’m happy too. I would like it if anyone who uses it credits me and perhaps it’s time I put that somewhere on my page. I rather like to think about someone thousands of miles away seeing that Dartmoor sky and wondering . . .
Naked Spine
Tall tattered lady
will mother earth stretch to heal
your wounded torso
. . . you stubborn mare 
this old woman just wants a photo of us
I dunno, she gets grumpier every day
Sorry, once she digs her hooves in there’s no budging her, anyway how about this for a different perspective?
Where you going, I’m here now?
Too late, I’m off to get my oats. Shame, it might have been a good portrait.
With you in it? Who you calling grumpy anyway?
The Weekly Photo Challenge can be found here, http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/07/photo-challenge-perspective/ and the theme this week is perspective if you’d like to join in.
Catkins
Bent and naked tree
waiting for its summer gown
katkin petticoat
Estuary
a liminal waterscape endlessly dynamic
with the twice daily ebb and flow of the tide
where sometimes a lost soul will wash up
or a golden coin from five centuries past
a giant seed pod carried by the Gulf Stream
from five thousand miles away
the bones of a fish sucked white by an albatross
or thrashed by the brutal oceans swell
human detritus of sanitary wear
once flushed through some distant drain
tangled in plastic that surrounded well water
bottled in Delhi sold to an unsuspecting
ill prepared golden triangle tourist
tide so low that the other side may be walked to
if only you’re aware of bottomless mud sink
if not cursed to be the next being
nibbled by crabs, inhabited by barnacles
and gowned in kelp to wash up like a lost soul
For the 100 word challenge for grown ups this week I wrote about the storm damage to the trainline at Dawlish. I’ve since been to see how things are going, but it was no surprise that I couldn’t get very close. Here are some phone pics.
Dawlish is a quaint little seaside town ful of old -fashioned charm.
The train journey west continues to Teignmouth and from there you can get a ferry to Shaldon. I ‘ve posted about both in the past.
https://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2012/01/02/teignmouth-my-last-day-off/
https://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2013/10/12/starting-and-finishing-with-boats/
The workmen at Dawlish told me that the completion date for repair of the train track and sea wall is just before Easter, good news for locals and visitors alike.
Lucid Gypsy 