Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
is today!
One of the projects taking place nationally is Places of Poetry. You’re invited to pin a poem to a map and have until October 31st to do so. If you’re at all interested in poetry have a look at the site, post one of yours or just enjoy what you find in your area.
Here’s mine,
Tanka on the green
My Wrong-trainered feet
sink into unmown wet grass
fine spears still verdant
long and Squishy until spring
welly time at Mont le Grand
https://www.placesofpoetry.org.uk/
Back for this week or maybe more.
Eye shining like flame
bright through countless soft feathers
focussing on you
small human you’re being watched
by this skilful predator
This tree calls to me
calls to me each November
quietly whispers
don’t worry see you in spring
then we will both be renewed
Late summer calling
with the lowest hum of heat,
from earth and from air.
Hay harvested, the soil waits
for a thunderstorm to break.
Deep colour spectrum
scribbled with arachnid silk.
Textured rays, fibres
terra pots disintegrate
and crumble back to grey dust.
Tish took and edited this fascinating photo, which she named ‘Through a Web Darkly’, and very kindly offered it as inspiration for our writing. I’d written this before I had a reply with permission to post! Isn’t it a good image? I love it, thanks Tish.
Stilt stands listening
with its sixth sense on alert
stamping its pink feet
divining oysters for lunch
from beneath the brackish pool
On a bright evening
that was nearly abandoned
thank you dear Exmouth
when the day seemed unlikely
you shared heaven with me
inquisitive eyes
watching waiting full of hope
for just the one chance
to spread its wings and soar high
on a swift flight to freedom
effervescent fizz
of the salt stinging ocean
winter or summer
giving or taking away
our lives daily leftovers
I’ve reached the end of the weekly writing challenge with day 7, it’s been fun and surprisingly easy. I’ve used a photo from each month from March, to inspire me and last night I took this one for September.
Echinacea
you’re the Daisy of daisies
purple coneflower
guide me safely through winter
most splendid and healing plant
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/full-tanka/
Lucid Gypsy 