6WS – It’s amazing what you can do with a pumpkin!

Collect car Monday, lots to sort!honda jazz 1

Ode to a Toad

I saw you there
And stopped to exchange
Just a word or two.
You didn’t reply
But then I didn’t
Really expect you to,
So I passed on
And left you to your
Silent reverie.

Today you were
Still there – surrounded
By potentially
Tasty morsels but
You took no notice…
And you looked thinner…
I picked you up,
Moved you to somewhere
Where you could
Rest in peace.
croaked frog

Curiously Convincing

You could have heard a pin drop
Wide-mouthed we all let out an involuntary gasp…
Will he be pulled to safety in time?
The tube track is merely suggested
By two lines of LED lights on a bare stage…
We all know and love this plot – we know it ends well!
Such is the power.
Incredible acting,
Oh-so-clever lighting techniques…

http://ntlive.nationaltheatre.org.uk/productions/36297-the-curious-incident-of-the-dog-in-the-night-time

Astral voices

The offbeat provides
A change of tempo
Increasing the pace,
Catching momento.
Closing my eyes
It’s then I hear them.
The sound of gentle
Song soaring within
The rhythmic beat.
I look around.
No one is there
Except our circle
Of drummers all –
Engrossed…and mute.
The music is ours
Felt through fingertips
and palms and the sway
of our torsos,
Yet a choir of
Tribal souls are here
Present in this room.
drumming hands

photo credit: http://schoolofhealingarts.com/whole-being-weekend-2/

In remote areas some people are crofters, fishermen, weavers, artists, run a guest house and have a day job

Teaching tomorrow but, at an extra £2.50 per hour, that alone won’t pay for car repairs. Filling in part-time job applications – fingers crossed…

Under a Thundercloud

Outside the thunder
growls ominously
while the rain
drums furiously
on the new
spring shoots.
Lightning not visible…
yet
I know that I was
in a bad mood when
she went out
but
I wish she’d ring…

Minimal Word Monday – How would you feel…?

Dumpy Grumpy
Grump
photo: http://weirdanimalreport.com/article/blob-deep

7 Word Sunday – We Are…

7WS
Nonchalant sunlight sprinkles handfuls of cosmic dustImage

photo credit:https: http://ak8.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/2607977/preview/stock-footage-specks-of-dust-floating-a-beam-of-light.jpg

Rocket Science

Meeting
Two strangers
From the bus
In our sleepy seaside
Town.

Apprehensively
We talk…
Of lunar landings
And astral orbits – soon
Engrossed!

Lunch
Of fish
And chips (British)
First contact… hope not
Last

Talk
Of travellers
In time and
Space and brave Martian
Adventurers

Smiling,
We wonder
Should we eat
More mushy peas to
Prepare?

Such is the stuff that dreams are made of.
Space
image: http://www.thatsreallypossible.com/space-colonisation/

Brushing off the Cobwebs

The old neglected piano has sprung to life! My daughter has found some music on the internet and is teaching herself to play it…do I offer to help her – and risk her stubbornly closing the lid, or do I leave it up to her to work it all out (I’m sure she will eventually)? In the meantime I sit in the room next door and listen with maternal pride.

piano
photo: Google Images

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