
Fished out of the cupboard
An old candle holder
It had a Christmas wreath
But now it will suffice
To light the room
If we have a power failure.
I have an old candle
Just remind me
Not to burn it
At both ends….
New paintings and regular art updates.

Fished out of the cupboard
An old candle holder
It had a Christmas wreath
But now it will suffice
To light the room
If we have a power failure.
I have an old candle
Just remind me
Not to burn it
At both ends….
🎄😺
Or not?
It’s Christmas
What have you got?
Wool mouse tails
Catnip chews
Kitten paws
Bows and ribbons
Then crash…
Baubles fall
Off the tree
The cats are chasing
Each other
And
Me!
Miaow
No Tree! ❤️
❄
We hear snow is coming
It’s wet outside
Falling on frozen ground
One large fluffy snowflake
Fluttered past the kitchen window
A fleet footed hexagonal marvel
Precursor to a flurry?
Who knows
White Christmas?
Too soon to know
Flitting across the sky?
Santa’s sleigh gliding through
White whimseys of snow…

Snow showers in the North
Will the winter spring forth?
Chilling beasts bones
Ice hardened like stones
Frost and fog lingering cold
Into cracked pavements old
People coughing and spluttering
Runny noses now sniffing.
Sleet and snow are coming near
But only in coastal areas, not here
We will get mist and ice instead..
Well that’s what the weather man said…
⚽
No point in pretending
That I love the game
I understand the offside rule
I can explain it
But why should I?
I admired England’s Women
Playing in the European Cup
That was refreshing.
But Premier league?
Expensive, over hyped, boring,
Is my opinion.
And the World Cup venue?
Inequality and slave labour?
A Man’s paradise
Where women are second class
Rainbows are rebuked
Sports washing is preventing
Real freedoms.
Enough said.

Butterflies, summer creatures
Hide in crevices
Overwintering
Blood like antifreeze
Or lay their eggs
Somewhere safe
To form a chrysalis
That will emerge next spring
Or flutter south
To warmer places
Migrating to survive
And moths?
Do they do the same
Flitting to darkened spaces
To wait out the cold?
Mild winters fetch them out early
Cold and hungry
Where can they feed
If plants are dormant
Not in flower
No leaves to eat?
A delicate natural balance
Disrupted

Nattering
Chatting
Speaking
Talking
Chuntering
Gossiping
Muttering
Whinging?
Communicating
Mumbling
Extolling
Rambling….
Our mouths are busy
Sharing our thoughts..
Not forgetting
Blathering!

Today I feel like I’m drifting..
Things to do?
Yes, but I’m thinking
Ignoring the world
I’m just sitting
Down and just
Contemplating
Mulling over what to do
But I’m only prevaricating…
Have I got a clue
About future creating?
I don’t know what to do…
And I keep cogitating..
I have a thesaurus for a brain
My brain needs retraining!

Industrial,
Smoke belched high in the sky
Soot fell on childrens faces.
Clogged lungs
Cotton fell like dirty snow
From grey clouds
Skudding on a raw east wind.
Blast furnaces glowed
Brightening sullen grey clouds
Into false, rosy sunsets
Men walked, doubled over
In the black and dusty mines
Water dripped hot and dirty
Down bent necks
whilst picks and shovels
Hewed at the coal.
Then suddenly
Worlds changed
Smoke and smog was banned
Cholera and typhoid alleviated.
Government and Unions United for once.
Health for all, insuring life.
Workers deserving clean air and water.
Post industrial, jobs went
To other places, other lands
Workers not so lucky
Breathing a centurys old air
Forced to work for a pittance
One people taking the place of another
Supporting our modern, post industrial life
And money travels upwards
Into more billionaires pockets
On post industrial beaches….
Earth is clean for those that can pay.

Wild birds
Wild land
Flowers and sedges
Bullrushes
Frogs and toads
Dragonflies
Watery world
Weathered fences
Water voles swim
A meditation on Westport Lake