The Invitation: Won't You Join the Dance?
A mixture of photos, poems and prose poetry inviting you: to walk, to wander, to wonder. To notice and pay attention. To laugh in astonishment and delight. To revel. To join the dance.
A mixture of photos, poems and prose poetry inviting you: to walk, to wander, to wonder. To notice and pay attention. To laugh in astonishment and delight. To revel. To join the dance.
Jun 3rd, 2010
You are there in the moment, in each sweet highland moment The shapes of the mountains The kiss of soft raindrops The tang of salt water The dance of the grasses that play in the breeze The call of the wading birds out on the mudflats The light falling softly as day closes in The [...]
May 25th, 2010
‘Yellow’ doesn’t really capture it The word’s too soft, too pale For the wild bright blaze of the springtime gorse Lighting up the landscape on a dull grey day Stoppng me still with the scent of sweet almonds Bursting with beauty past the spindles and prickles Hurting my eyes with the glare of pure brilliance [...]
May 21st, 2010
Oh let me step down into the depths of your reflections where straight lines ripple and trees start to dance where paintings form and truth is upside down, Oh let me dip my pen in the softness of this water where words have many meanings and truth has many colours and many ways are possible [...]
May 14th, 2010
It’s funny, when you think about it, how easy it would be to do the things we find so hard - surrounded by cars and roads and shops and houses – how easy it would be to know enough, to feel an end to restless constant restless striving, to breathe in peace and home and [...]
Apr 26th, 2010
You don’t get to choose the gifts you receive Oh I know sometimes they arrive just the way that you want them: Rainbows splitting a rain laden sky A burst of daffodils trumpeting spring A sudden shaft of sunlight on the waters of the Clyde, Moving, Opening, Illuminating. But sometimes they come quietly And do [...]
Mar 24th, 2010
Wait, till I look at you Till I lie down and look at you Muddied, crumpled Almost away Wait, till I gaze at you Till I slow down and gaze at you Ebbing, fading Yet still quiet and strong Wait, till I paint from you Till I catch your fine greenery The lines of your [...]
Mar 24th, 2010
I thought I’d walk by the river to look for reflections, imagining calm still water, and perfect crystal-clear reflections. Except the water was ruffled that day, the surface dirty muddy brown and the reflections were muted: rippled patterns, outline shapes. Elsewhere you decided to play with the light, opening my eyes to the artwork around [...]
Mar 21st, 2010
It was one of those times when I had been looking too much, too long, too hard. Looking for patterns, for meanings, for answers. Looking for images of wonder and beauty to capture, edit and frame. Looking for words, for fragments of poems that I could work on and play with. To capture, edit and [...]
Mar 12th, 2010
Walking in the woods on a wintry sunny snowy day, I took a wrong turning and ended up in the right place. Because I found myself there, here, just then, at that moment, at just this moment when the light was falling on the burn, between the trees, in the snow. It was a moment [...]
Mar 7th, 2010
‘Wander where there is no path’ What foolish thoughts To search To wander To quest for a way To cut through wild thickets To shred skin on brambles To fall down in ditches When all the time When all along You were offering me Pathway After Pathway Leading this way And that Stretched out in [...]