June 28, 2012 § Leave a comment
I wrote the last in a state of oblivious intensity, which is a common condition my writing invokes in me. Only, to put it mildly, it was a little chilly. Considering I was in the process of getting dressed when the muse descended and there was a southerly blowing, I found myself as I logged off to be shivering slightly and my fingers somewhat numb. Hence the snivels that visited this week, perhaps not helped by the fact that my wee man also has a cold, (though I would request his stamina any day). He has always insisted on running about with barely a stitch on, even in the depths of winter. Many a tantrum has raged from this. As you can imagine, Mummy knows best. I just wish Mummy were able to tell me to get dressed when I’m half-naked and typing away in oblivion.
Till next week, when the nose no longer drips and the sun shines again, I bid you adieu.
June 21, 2012 § Leave a comment
She listens like a bird,
head cocked to catch the slightest nuance of breath
formed by lips of honeycombed sentences
where she is lost therein
saturated in syrup-like silence.
She doesn’t hear the liquid bell of the Tui
but watches the bob of its boa scarf feathers
and turns to me smiling.
She drinks of the sweetness of being.
June 16, 2012 § 1 Comment
A thought for today…
The noise of silence
Deafens me with purpose
I am immersed in its green promise
Of things to come
…because today I wish to thank David Eric Cummins from The Noise of Silence for nominating The Muses Palette for the Reader Appreciation Award. I enjoy the honesty of his poetry. Two of my favourites are: http://decumminspoetry.wordpress.com/2012/04/24/the-river/ and http://decumminspoetry.wordpress.com/2012/04/09/she-brings-the-spring/ I am still considering my list of favourite blogs to nominate, but in the meantime I will say it is an honour to be read by others. In gratitude till next time…