derelict

once the cows ambled in here

maybe milk flowed

the ivy has taken over

rambling through broken panes

tickling our necks

as we dipped in

echoing memories of swifts now left

and

paper wasps nests hang silently from rafters

cold

the sun never penetrates the shadows

silently we walk away.

you don't know me..

today if i....

                       Credit ; Ever by Boris Hoppek

Today
if i curl up
tight
you might not notice me
if my eyes never meet yours
you may not blame me
for your mistakes
if i stay frozen here
my actions restricted
the bloom of your anger
may not rise
on my cheek
i am still
i am quiet
i am bound by fear.


Todays Magpie Tale from Tess, the prompt photo really stumped me for a while but i got there in the end!!

frosty morning by the canal

....we have had days of frost....this was a particularly cold morning, the lodger and i found ourselves unexpectedly by the canal, he stopped short of hurling himself into the boating lake to chase the seagulls skating on the ice...( no we are totally landlocked and the sea is a long way away) but happily sniffed away at the new smells..i quickly dragged him away from the childrens play area as he was ready to 'christen' every swing and roundabout in sight, he met a westie who barking even more than him..(so nice to know) and looked longingly after a collie chasing a stick. We made a hasty retreat from the swans who thought he was breakfast and held our faces to the sun for a moment in reflection. Happy days!!

going home

                                                        sculpture: Jason deCaires Taylor

i am breathing 

in the blue

as i sing 

the song of songs

my echo ripples for miles

causing whale and porpoise

to turn a quizzical head

in my direction

and respond

with fins and tails

as they

sway and splash with delight

that i have come home.

This is my take on the prompt from tess at magpie tales..this is the 100th..congrats Tess!!

the long haul..

such an amazing sunrise today

gradually the sky turned lilac

the birdsong is getting louder everyday 

the lodger and i are now fed up

with the morning walk in the dark

we ache for a light were you can see where you walk

without a torch and tripping over

random sticks and stones

abstract, the poem and the painting!!

i am but a speck on the floor

walk by and you will miss me

grand towers rise

to the copper sky

of sunset

and icons watch

unblinking

while i breathe the city dust

and dirt

and spit the phlegm of despair at your feet .

This is the 99th Magpie tale from Tess, since i am trying to paint a picture a day this is also day 8 of that challenge!!!

Boy what was i thinking!! ha ha!!

Do go over and see what everyone else is up to.

daily painting day 5

this is a bit of an experiment

inspired by Spanish religious paintings 

i made a watercolour painting ..on very wet paper and then made a print of the original

this is the result

a sort of ghost of a painting

i may add some gold paint to highlight the headdress.