SOLO SAIL

on a ship full of hearts. -- poem by Damien B. Donnelly. My choice of poem started with photos Nigel and I took last Sunday when we were in Clyde and unexpectedly found this lovely plant in flower, love-lies-bleeding -- special as we rarely see it. Isn't it a great name? Tonight browsing through Damien's... Continue Reading →

The Skylark Rose

Lark Ascending. This post celebrates ongoing achievements by writer Kay McKenzie Cooke who lives in Dunedin, New Zealand. This year Kay will see her 4th book of poetry published. Not only that, she's been working on a novel for the past decade and has now reached the stage where she's scouting around for a 'home'.... Continue Reading →

Fallen

Dead trees lying on the beach are sad shadows of their former selves but here's a new perspective I gained on radical transformation. Chris Mousseau shared photos of these fallen beauties he found when he went for a run on a perfect but cold winter's day (-20 degree day ... cough). On the shore of... Continue Reading →

POPPY

Hey there beautiful. Taking in all of the sun it is possible to drink in one morning. Hey there beautiful scarlet cup, you tiny tub of bright light and cheer. Hey there beautiful poppy-puppy, patty pan, puff of garden glory. Can I just say Ta? For taking the blot the day dealt to weave me... Continue Reading →

Placid & Wild

Enjoyed this haiku poem published yesterday by Jane Dougherty. I admired how she skilfully wove the imagery of ocean and sky together with words. They seamlessly merge in my imagination and describe the essence of what I've seen when down on New Zealand's south coast in wild windy weather. First photo is from Jane's  original... Continue Reading →

Parting, by Jane Dougherty

We have a lot of big, braided rivers in the South Island of New Zealand. This is a photo that Nigel took in the summer of 2009 when we stayed in remote farm accommodation in the Canterbury back country. We did day tramps (hikes) into the high country environment. Very beautiful scenery. Jane Dougherty posted... Continue Reading →

Purple Roses and Prussian Blue

It was a rare treat Saturday afternoon to attend a poetry reading by five southern New Zealand poets at the wonderful Eastern Southland Gallery in Gore. The opportunity to hear poetry where we live is unusual. My title was inspired by colour content from two different poems, colours always make a big impression on me!... Continue Reading →

Poetry In Motion

I know the power of words... a poem by Steve Denehan. Steve is Dublin-born, lives in Kildare and I found his poem via Twitter. I've chosen to team his poem with a powerful image from Pepix who created an amazing effect when she flung boiling water into freezing cold air, an act of energy that's... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

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