New paintings and regular art updates.
Up in the rafters something stirs?
Bat’s in my belfry?
What can it be.
Scrawling
And crawling
And scratching around
I look about
to see what can be found?
Suddenly flowing
Drops of red blood,
Oh my dear lord
That can’t be good?
Now our of the shadows
Comes a caped figure.
Standing in front of me?
It is Count Dracula!
Welcome to the dawn of a new decade.
Let’s try and be optimistic,
do something to improve the world
instead of destroying it.
Use less plastic stuff,
eat more organic food.
Drink clean water at last,
instead of tainted.
Free workers from slavery,
pay a decent wage.
Let the sky glow at dawn and dusk
not from forest fires.
House the homeless in decent shelters
along with refugees…
Care for one another
and the life of the world.
Reduce energy usage,
and combat Global warming.
Then we might survive,
to the Next Decade.
Fingers crossed.
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Note: in the UK black cats are lucky as opposed to how they are regarded in other countries.
Black cat,
golden eyes,
a familiar face.
Sleek and charming,
not alarming,
bringing luck,
to one and all.
Found in night,
hidden in shadow.
A mysterious feline,
flying through the air,
a lucky talisman,
for the New Year.
Rest and relax
Cat stares into space
Making a warm place
On the bookcase.
Warm brown liquid,
from Coffee bean
roasted and ground.
Squashed into powder,
granulated and freeze dried,
or steaped in hot water
in a cafetiere
and poured
into a tiny cup or mug.
Releasing its caffeine,
Or on my case?
Not.
Decaff.
Bored.
Not allowed.
No glitterball today,
no sparkling champagne.
Just leftovers and dregs,
an ordinary Saturday.
We’ve enjoyed the holiday,
and more is to follow
but now it is time,
for life to settle.
Time passes on,
the world keeps turning.
The decade almost done,
a new one beginning.
So let us all pause
and rest for a day,
Take stock of our past
call it good old Saturday.
With a cold sea breeze,
I started to freeze,
My feet getting wet,
A few dogs we met,
The waves were crashing
The sea was smashing,
Beach holiday?
Not today!
Back inside
By the fireside.
To get warm
Away from the storm.
So, that’s two adults?
There is a donkey parking space.
Breakfast in the Nativity Restaurant.
Double bed, en-suite.
No smoking or vaping,
No visitors from afar allowed.
No ‘angelic hosts’ parties allowed.
Visur or Masterboard?
What do you mean ‘a child will be born’?
No we don’t do Frankincense or Myhrr facials.
Gold, well yes as an exception we will accept it.
You want how many towels, and hot water?
I’m sorry but your wife looks unwell.
We are not a maternity unit.
Sorry, we reserve the right to cancel your reservation.
The hospital is that way.
Merry Christmas.
Today, 22.12.2019, is the Winter Solstice.
Which is why I have posted a picture of a marrow or cucumber plant trying to grow on my windowledge.
What? Why? Because the solstice is when the longest night in the Northern hemisphere happens. And the plant? Because its an annual plant as far as I know. But its from a random seed my hubby put in an indoor plant’s pot a few months ago. It’s even flowered a few times. What does it prove? That we must have our kitchen lights on a lot, that we obviously keep our heating too warm.
Solstice, an ancient cerimony happens,
Druids celebrate the return of the sun.
Long nights start shortening again.
The night begins to dwindle.
Sun rejoices in its mastery.
The world spins and tips round the sun.
Canted at an angle,
South lands have their longest day.
Slowly, over months, they swap.
Till first day and night equalise.
Then Summer sun revolves into view.
Till once again Autumn equinox flies past,
and Winter comes around again.
Zing, pow, wow, words
Colour, fields, world
Splashing, crashing, dashing
Down new ways and old.
Bold, hidden, subtle, explosions.
Harsh or soft.
Voom va voo.
Give me 54321…..
Lift off!
Colour or color
don’t care how you spell it..
Just share it!
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