sea & sky view

I had the recent pleasure to visit a friend in Trondheim, Norway, for a week. I have a few more photos and a story or two to share with you, but thought to give you a taster of what it was like up there last weekend. The fjord stretched out To the shore at the…

a delicious day to dance

Sweltering Sunday surrounds me with sunny yellow glows on backdrops of pure blue, and green, green grass. A delicious day to dance. Written content is © All rights are reserved. August 2017.

what a day

Shimmering in the gentle sunlight Sunset an arms length away Leaves swing their underbelly Up towards the light Branches slowly sway. Dancing through my clothes Tickling my skin Whispering sweet Saying nothing unreal All with the wind. Fuzzy lion heads Bend in the breeze Sitting here writing Listening to laughter And music At complete ease….

ode to Sinead and Jake

When you told me you were getting married, I smiled in disbelief… after all these years?! I’m sure that even your parents felt some relief. You two aren’t a typical whirlwind romance, But rather, slow burners – giving your love a real chance. I didn’t imagine either of you as the “fairytale wedding” types But…

majestic rain of laughter

A majestic afternoon of sunshine and brief torrential rain… Friends laughter, a few shots – and never ending games… River sits still after the storm and my friends are now looking a little worn… Written content is © All rights are reserved. July 2017.

family, life, and everything after

Love is a funny thing; It lightens your soul and brings you firmly back to ground. It lifts your spirits, And makes you want more… It fills your heart, your essence, your being And in the next instant it can turn so ugly, So poor… An afterthought, as communication breaks down And once accepted contentment…

A. E. Housman: A Shropshire Lad

From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither; here am I. Now – for a breath I tarry Nor yet disperse apart – Take my hand quick and tell me, What have you in your heart. Speak now, and I will answer; How shall…

I love those moments…

I drive along country roads in autumn; warm, vibrant, coloured leaves fall from the trees, dancing, twirling around the top of the car in front, and swirling in a mini hurricane that I drive through unseen. Waking up on a Saturday morning in my own bed, not hungover, and realising I don’t have to work…

Bed’s warmth calls again

  The sun was rising, a haze filling the skyline ahead The frost kissing the grass, leaving it’s gentle sparkle The low cloud hugging the hilltops as we drove along Eurythmics serenaded us as our dreams slipped further away While work drew closer with every second Exciting but dismal as our days stretched before us…

Facets of cherry coloured berries

Cherries and berries Peaches but no pie Multi coloured facets Of shapes and patterns Fill our eyes Explosions of colour Exaggerated Nature, Clouds, sky, rustling leaves of trees All are chalk drawings Standing out against the ground Of grey human nature Rigid rules Bent Under the weight Of vibrant iridescence Sweet as cherries and berries…

Whirlwind inter-connectivity

The world runs rivers To the seas The earth crossed with blue shades of arteries. Pulsing lives All intertwined All connected Nothing planned Nothing certain Constantly shifting, changing course Joining others as they make their choice. Our souls run this path also Colliding with one another in serendipity Some join and flow together for all…