Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
What is in the bottle?
This is my response to this blog post by Jackie Morris.
Jackie's bottle
The image of the bottle caught my eye; I have a similar one which has been with me for so long that I can no longer remember where it came from. It has been lost and found, but has somehow survived into the present, where it currently hangs quietly by the fire.
Like Jackie's bottle, mine has held many things - rainbows, hidden hills, a sense of the sea. The fragrance of night scented Stocks, Phlox. The trace of a tune. A window of stars amongst fast blown clouds and briefly, the moon.
At this moment, this is what my bottle contains - and what I think might be found in Jackie's bottle too. Sometimes.
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Friday, 8 July 2011
Tharanau
All day the air has
held its breath,
the first heavy drops
a relief
after nightfall.
Now the mountains are lit
again and again,
to thunderous applause.
www.loststones.co.uk
held its breath,
the first heavy drops
a relief
after nightfall.
Now the mountains are lit
again and again,
to thunderous applause.
www.loststones.co.uk
Sunday, 26 June 2011
Evening light
In this moment of
last low deep gold sun,
a honeysuckle scrollwork,
scented, falling from trees,
tangled sleeves of heavy lace
on graceful limbs,
catching the light.
www.loststones.co.uk
last low deep gold sun,
a honeysuckle scrollwork,
scented, falling from trees,
tangled sleeves of heavy lace
on graceful limbs,
catching the light.
www.loststones.co.uk
Saturday, 11 June 2011
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