Golden ‘Cat’s Ears’ flourishing, where drought and soil unnourishing has left the grass short, yellowing … but on the other lawn, abundance, of variety – self-heal, cinquefoil and clover daisies, moss …
…there’s so much news that grieves, appals, but he brought news that’s truly good. Don’t miss the blessings of this Word. [Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series]
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I thought it was a dog, but
Posted on Mon, 30 Mar 2015
I thought it was a dog, but it seemed to be a cat! Liked the digging and the perfume. But wasn't sure about the 'his' in the last line - is it the husband having nine lives or should it be 'your' referring to the cat? Maybe I'm totally wrong, if...
What a lovely little inciden capturedt! Was it a green woodpecker? I gather they do hammer sometime but my husband used to tell me, if it's the hammering you hear, then it's the greater spotted. He keeps having to turn my attention to it anyway,...
I can only say, how compassionate and caring the staff are where my father-in-law is. (and it is just a basic nursing home, largely council funded, they have recently introduced a very minimal top-up and of course there is always means testing)....
I really liked the way you slipped in the descriptions of the garden eg ' the smell of pine as refreshing as a bucket of snow, needles crunching underfoot.' That whole paragraph seems to have so much vivid description just tucked in...
A lot of concentrated vivid images here, and memories, and the contrast of attitudes to danger and hurts. Specially liked the first verse, and the lines about the moss. Rhiannon
Interesting cameo of bright memories, a bit like Jolono's recent 'Under a London Sky' memories of the beginning of a courtship. I liked ''Occasion marked: Us and 'Coat-hanger tourists' too. The Brolga Dance certainly sounded...
Your collection of images in the early part of this is breathtaking as usual, and displays your noticing eye and clarity of putting the images into words succinctly for others.
– but poetry can be about all sorts of things, the pleasant,...
I thought it was a dog, but
Posted on Mon, 30 Mar 2015
I thought it was a dog, but it seemed to be a cat! Liked the digging and the perfume. But wasn't sure about the 'his' in the last line - is it the husband having nine lives or should it be 'your' referring to the cat? Maybe I'm totally wrong, if...
Read full commentPosted in The Prodigal
What a lovely little inciden
Posted on Fri, 27 Mar 2015
What a lovely little inciden capturedt! Was it a green woodpecker? I gather they do hammer sometime but my husband used to tell me, if it's the hammering you hear, then it's the greater spotted. He keeps having to turn my attention to it anyway,...
Read full commentPosted in Spotted at Dawn
It's lovely what you took in
Posted on Sat, 07 Mar 2015
It's lovely what you took in in your micro-glance, refreshing you for the rest of your journey. Rhiannon
Read full commentPosted in The A1 Crosses the River Swale
A lot to think about there,
Posted on Sat, 21 Feb 2015
A lot to think about there, and well written of course. How difficult to live with great skill, humbly and kindly. Rhiannon
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I can only say, how
Posted on Mon, 09 Feb 2015
I can only say, how compassionate and caring the staff are where my father-in-law is. (and it is just a basic nursing home, largely council funded, they have recently introduced a very minimal top-up and of course there is always means testing)....
Read full commentPosted in Room Six - Tooting Bec Asylum...1982
I really liked the way you
Posted on Tue, 03 Feb 2015
I really liked the way you slipped in the descriptions of the garden eg ' the smell of pine as refreshing as a bucket of snow, needles crunching underfoot.' That whole paragraph seems to have so much vivid description just tucked in...
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Horrible, Bee. Getting
Posted on Wed, 28 Jan 2015
Horrible, Bee. Getting callous like this to animal suffering, must so easily lead to callousness to human suffering too. Rhiannon
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A lot of concentrated vivid
Posted on Sun, 25 Jan 2015
A lot of concentrated vivid images here, and memories, and the contrast of attitudes to danger and hurts. Specially liked the first verse, and the lines about the moss. Rhiannon
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Interesting cameo of bright
Posted on Fri, 16 Jan 2015
Interesting cameo of bright memories, a bit like Jolono's recent 'Under a London Sky' memories of the beginning of a courtship. I liked ''Occasion marked: Us and 'Coat-hanger tourists' too. The Brolga Dance certainly sounded...
Read full commentPosted in Brolga Dance
Your collection of images in
Posted on Tue, 13 Jan 2015
Your collection of images in the early part of this is breathtaking as usual, and displays your noticing eye and clarity of putting the images into words succinctly for others.
– but poetry can be about all sorts of things, the pleasant,...
Read full commentPosted in Ars Poetica
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