Winning Words

"I’ve never floated for so long without the aid of a crane, suspension bridge, boat or pill! Next year, my debut collection will be brought to life by Hedgehog Poetry Press. This city of magic has never shone so magically like it has today…"  Damien B. Donnelly Congratulations Damien! In honour of you becoming a... Continue Reading →

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Questions, few answers

Street trees ablaze with immense profusion of red crabapples, their fiery effect stunning in the bare winter landscape of Alexandra, Central Otago. Taken late in the day with the sun about to disappear, 08 Aug 2019. New Zealand. Earlier today, Jane Dougherty pondered weighty questions in her poem Questions, few answers. I invite you to... Continue Reading →

Not Mine

This light, this life   -- 'cascade' poem by Jane Dougherty. Blog:   Jane Dougherty Writes Mixed media art by Jodi McKinney. Nature photos by Nigel and Liz. The words are from the original post at:  This light, this life This light, this life --  poem by Jane Dougherty This light that shines is not... Continue Reading →

Let me see the day through

It's been one of  THOSE  days. Snow snowed, deeper and deeper. I made a pot of tea. Power cut. Came back on after an hour or so. Made coffee. Another power cut, out for hours this time, back on about 4.30pm. Why can't 'they' keep the power going when you most need it? Nigel went... Continue Reading →

Whispered Words

Poem by Damien B. Donnelly.  Arranged and presented by Liz. Last night you came calling like a song to soften the shadows and found me slipping in between the silence and the slumber. Last night you came calling softly with your whispering words that filled the longing, soft words that settled upon my bed like... Continue Reading →

Heart Vision

Heart Vision. ©2019 Louise Gallagher. In my heart vision I tear away the veil that blinds me to nothing but my fear of falling into the dark stagnant abyss where love will never find me

Nowhere To Go

Nowhere To Go.  ©Louise Gallagher. We danced at the edge leaning into the horizon where the sky bled blue in the limitless possibility of life spent dreaming of our tomorrows forever after. Day turned night fell dawn rose in the light growing dimmer grey on grey nothing but this place where you are gone and... Continue Reading →

Directions

About Wind: a few years ago we were living in an isolated valley on the south coast of South Otago where westerly gales regularly roared down our valley. One particular winter night Nigel was away and I was home alone. I guess there'd been a barrage of wind all day but I don't recall it... Continue Reading →

Connections

"I remember the morning this poem began and it was in Stockholm in the middle of a heavy fog as I traced a narrow path around one of the city’s many islands and at one point I came to a small deserted boardwalk and walked out into the morning, across the wood, over the water,... Continue Reading →

Shadow of Myself

Some of you already follow shoreacres aka Linda Leinen and it's my loss that I didn't follow her two blogs earlier. I found the post Shadow Play yesterday and Linda has kindly given me permission to re-post it on my blog. The photo of the beautiful blue dasher was taken by Linda. The photo of... Continue Reading →

Well Versed Gems

Stones found in Southland, New Zealand. Then polished. Myriad of splendid colours and patterns. Beauty. Appreciation.. a special gift from one Southlander to another. Collecter to poet. Sixteen polished stones. Chosen with care and matched with verse. The poet is Kay McKenzie Cooke, the verse selected from her book Born to a Red-Headed Woman. "It... Continue Reading →

Temple of Flora

In my original photo the word Digitalis is faintly visible on the base of this model foxglove, one of a collection of Brendel Models included in the Hocken Library exhibition A Garden of Earthly Delights which runs until 11 August 2019 in Dunedin, New Zealand. The models were acquired in the late 1880s and were... Continue Reading →

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