Poetry Blogs (2019, writing walk)
Martin Elder on Some thoughts on the definitions of "Smudge" as per Merriam-Webster (47 minutes ago)
Right there in front of our eyelids. Beating sylhouettes, shaking waves, swallowing the last crystals from the ground. Transcending the sounds with a great rage and leaving the pace behind while calling it unsuccessfully back again. At the place where paleness combines with moonlight in the most disasterous ways, protecting their last luminescence alive.
Shadows dancing through shadows of...
Friday 24th May 2019 7:18 pm
Don't close your eyes
as you used to do
I am just remembering stuff
All the welcomes are allready told,
perfect and round,
straight and unfold.
Stay the same as you are,
provoke the life in a same way
and if all the roses turns to ash
you stay yourself anyway.
Climb those mountains
as you climb your dreams,
don't step aside
it hurts...but it's all just a play.
Sunday 20th January 2019 10:48 pm
echoes in the dark chasing us away..
echoes.. are still down there,
..there they are trying to hear our call,
call them to come around we are almost free, almost there,
..fallen angels on the ground..
on the ground..
broken needle in a hay ..
in a hay.
echoes .. forever and before,
..before we weren't the same in their e...
Sunday 20th January 2019 9:04 pm
The ‘Summer Haiku Almanac' workshop & walk
with Alan Summers and Karen Hoy.
Alan Summers: “Haiku are poems rooted in natural history and the seasons; they make us conspirators with wildlife, as nature half-writes the haiku before we’ve even put pen to paper.”
Join The Dartmoor Summer...
Wednesday 3rd March 2010 1:39 pm