New paintings and regular art updates.
I came home today and for a change I actually looked up at my roof… There is lots of ivy or clematis growing in a clump at the top of it. I am quite stooped over so I don’t look upwards very often.
Goodness knows what it will cost to get it sorted out…. I hope I can afford to pay… And I hope the roof doesn’t collapse or something,
When he was young he used to climb
But I had no head for heights
He’d climb down cliffs
Or up tall pikes
While I stood by in fear
He’d disappear below my view
And I would cower in dread
Till he came back from his perch
On steps above the sea.
He never slipped, or dropped or fell
I was so proud of him
While I crawled on hands and knees
A victim of vertigo,
Atop the smallest hill!
Now he had fallen out of sight
Never to reappear
But I will wait and hope one day
I’ll join him safely, my fate?
Our choir is going strong! 25 years of song! We raised the roof tonight. High middle and low… A riot of musical flow. A wonderful sound. Was to be found. …………. …………..As the song goes, open hearts, open minds, open words, open voices!
Catching the sun
Up in the sky
Over the trees
Lighter than air you fly
Heat rises up
Into the envelope
Shaped and sewn
A flying sphere
View from above
Seeing the ground
Eventually landing
Safe and sound.
Climb a tree
Go up high
Up the branches
To the sky
Rough, hard bark
Hard to climb
In the dark
And down again.
Eighty foot
Old and strong
Limbs of great girth
Twisted and long.
Memory showed
Trees far up there
If I climbed up?
I’d get a scare!
Mallaband-Brown