Big Sky IV

The pink up in the evening blue
divided by the grey
in a big sky above the field
on this November day

It fills me with a sense of awe
magnificence right there
the heavens just above my head
with which none can compare

And walking as the daylight fades
in lush green of the field
I smile a grateful thank you
for this big sky here revealed

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Photo – Jempics

Revealing Treasure

The longshore drift moves shingle
as the beaches change their shape
revealing all the treasures
that changing times will make
and particularly pleasing
for an inspiration here
is the old Victorian breakwater
to bring me joy and cheer

I have so missed these lovely things
which once graced every shore
replaced now by Norwegian rock
so good to see once more
these contours and this sculpture
fine crafted by the sea
are treasures to be cherished
in the the short time they will be

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Photo – Jempics

In Sussex

Rainshadow on November sea
braced against the weather we
into strong sou’ westerly
In Sussex where we live

Sunbeams struggle in the grey
on this brisk November day
as we venture out to play
in Sussex where we live

This coastal strip our comfort here
always bringing plenty cheer
no matter what the time of year
In Sussex where we live

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Photo – Jempics

Swans (haiku)

Swans on Widewater
nestled behind the beach
here on Sussex coast

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Photo – Jempics

[The ‘Widewater’ lagoon running along the Brighton Road between Lancing and Shoreham in West Sussex, UK is a brackish strip of tidal water. Sandwiched between the road and the sea and protected by a man-made shingle bank on the seaward side, it’s about a mile long and a haven for birds].

The mermaid’s necklace

A mermaid left her necklace
on the breakwater today
I spied it at low water
as the waves comes in to play

I’m sure she will have missed it
as it really caught my eye
washed there in the water
as the winter waves came by

So I hope that she will find it
and to the lost lay claim
when come the midnight moonshine
she comes this way again

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Photo – Jempics

A sheep’s lot

A sheep looking chilly
there in the field
caught my eye when just passing
in the Sussex Weald

Forlorn it stood pleading
with a look it its eye
“Could it come with me?”
as I wandered by

Alas though much as
jocund company it
would no doubt have given
me there in a bit

I had to say ‘no’
as it would not be right
for a sheep to come walking
with me in plain sight

So I bade it farewell
said it had to be patient
sheep are meant to be there
and not bee complacent

at least not enough to
when perchance I should come
to pass by its field
with some promise of fun

But I smiled as I said this
and gave it a wave
which I’m sure it acknowledged
with the look that it gave

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Photo – Jempics

A reflection of winter

I caught an oak’s reflection
in a puddle Friday last
whilst walking in a field
by a tree that I went past

It reminded me that winter
on this chill November day
was close as from its branches
all the leaves had gone away

So I didn’t dilly dally
but paused there just enough
to ponder that reflection
of the tall oak there above

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Photo – Jempics

Thwarted

I felt like a wander
out to the Loop
six miles again over the Downs
But the rain paid a visit
its objectives upheld
resigned to stay home with some frowns

And yes I agree with you
strongly in fact
the weather shouldn’t get in the way
but I tell you the stair rods
falling out there
made their point as they had their say

So despite all the Goretex
and wellington boots
the wet weather gear stayed at home
and the six mile circuit
didn’t see me today
as I think my words here will have shown

But don’t get me wrong
just wait for the sun
and you’ll see me up there again
cock-a-hoop with aplomb
for the six-miler long
and not kept at home by the rain

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Photo – Jempics

Ballistic Nasturtiums

The nasturtiums’ gone ballistic
even though the summer’s gone
as it’s reaching now to skyward
and its stems are very long
It’s spreading ‘cross the garden
showing no sign of demise
which with its splash of colour
at this time of year is wise

The nasturtiums’ gone ballistic
but I fear come the first frost
it might then come a cropper
and begin to count the cost
But until then we are happy
with its vibrancy right here
as every day it brings us joy
rekindling summers’ cheer

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Photo – Jempics

Julie’s plate

Julie’s plate makes for a picture
with oranges waiting there
in the middle of our table
for a feast we’ve yet to share
and as the light was perfect
and the depth of field just right
I thought I’d take a picture
as they made a lovely sight

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Photo – Jempics

Plate – Julie O’Sullivan

 

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