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Archive for August, 2007
Protected: Life behind a Window
Posted in NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Poetry Thursday, protected on August 31, 2007 |
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My last poem for Poetry Thursday
Posted in Poetry, Poetry Thursday on August 30, 2007 | 9 Comments »
Here is my last contribution to Poetry Thursday. It’s not a response to the prompt but is a villanelle I’ve had around for a while and have just got round to finishing. I’m still not entirely satisfied with one or two lines. I realise that ‘Humankind cannot bear too much reality’ is a slight variation [...]
Spinnaker Tower
Posted in Journal on August 26, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Yesterday, I did something that I’ve been wanting to do for a long time, I went to Portsmouth and climbed the Spinnaker Tower. It was a hot day – well, hot for England at 25 degrees. The drive took about an hour with me managing not to take the wrong turning at any stage of [...]
Haiku (4)
Posted in Haiku, Poetry on August 20, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Osaka Castle hosts historic Shoguns blasts ear-splitting music
Haiku (3)
Posted in Haiku, Poetry on August 19, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Outwardly stormy inside a calm centre creates a cocoon.
Haiku (2)
Posted in Haiku, Poetry on August 18, 2007 | 12 Comments »
Between terrorist and terrorised -visualize a two-way mirror.
Haiku (1): Japanese garden
Posted in Haiku, Poetry on August 17, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Still meditation in a Japanese garden provokes exertion.
The Day that Elvis Presley Died
Posted in Family, Musing on August 16, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Exactly thirty years ago Elvis Presley died. It was an iconic event like the deaths of President Kennedy or Princess Diana. Everyone who was around at the time, knows where they were what they were doing when the news broke. I was newly married and living in a flat in Leeds when Kennedy was shot. [...]
The Other
Posted in Poetry, Poetry Thursday on August 15, 2007 | 16 Comments »
At dawn, spies saw her stompingalong the promenade: eyes straight ahead;hair shaped by drizzle to a skullcap of curls. As the afternoon breeze ruffled the shoreline,she danced in a shower of rain,placed her toe in the pock-marked sea… At dusk, a solitary dog ran back and forthclose to the water’s edgetrailing its lead in the [...]


