Manchester (Via Rhodes) , 5th November 2018
As the fire took hold of the wood
I watched magical trails rise high in the air
Releasing colourful patterns in the sky
Rhodes ancient buildings painted
Over by Beautiful light
Created by Ignition – rising over walls and
Keep of the old city , bringing smiles to
Excited children and adults alike
Taking vacations on the island
A reflection.
Sat a cafe bar on a greek island, enjoying fish and chips
taking in the breeze off the azure blue sea and
observing the comings and goings of the day – when
reactions are heightened by two feathered locals
kept company down the marble path by their owner
! i’d tell you what they were – but i reckon you would guess!
18th May 2017
A San-San poem – Origins rooted on the Greek Island of Crete
On holiday by a grecian water
I saw a flying insect having some tea
it flew for the pollen from flower to flower
occasionally passing a grecian sun or daughter
it was happy to pass through the flowers this bee
till it was time to head for home
where it spend a passing hour
away from the sun making honeycomb.
Out in the Grecian sun
whilst sausages are cooking in the chefs pan
turning brown from pink
the restaurants recipients
are lying on sun loungers
or sat on coral sand beach
worshipping Ra above
in a vain attempt
to mimic their luncheon.
#Coloryourworld #Cyw #Mauvellous
Magnificient
All the girls on the Cretan sands go to great lengths to highlight their beauty
Understandably, its what grabs the boys attention
Veering an eye towards the girls on the sands
Everyone recognises a precious gem on the beach
Long flowing locks and Lashes to attract the most shortsighted beefcake on the
Line of white sands
opposite the cerulean blue sea
unusually – she’s sat – mopping up the rays on her own – but soon
she’ll be sipping cocktails with her new beau by the bar
During the sackings of Rome and Greece
The builders fled the construction site
Leaving the temple and markets to birds
As angry protesters had their words
The wreckage that built up was left in the sand
till one day a man from museum had plans
to recover the buildings located by sea
and learn of the heritage of the site for free
Every four years, the torch guides the way
for sportsmen and women to come out and play
joining up countries, some new and some old
whos athletes are aiming for medals of gold
Created in Athens, the Olympian way
the Ancients in Athens, called out to say
we’ll meet you in Rio … now go tell them all
and out went the runners receiving the call
Flame passed between runners, across the sea
a symbol of hope for you and for me
passing through countries far and wide
spreading the nations Olympic pride
Through London and Paris in Olympic Squares
celebrations of the flame take place here and there
Passed along Spritely by the old and the new
As excitement builds … expectations do too
So, come on and watch, as the sun shines ahead
and cheer on the athletes who’s ambitions are fed
by support of the nations, supporting their team
Welcoming heroes …. fulfilling their dream
In response to the daily post prompt
A perfect blue sky
Sunbeams raining down reflecting over every wave coming off the sea
A sandy beach interdespersed with watersmoothed tiles and pebbles
The sand so soft you sunk into its coolness
The sea excitedly lapping towards your toes enticing you in
The local fish saying hello circling round my feet
They tickle as they nibble at my soles
Have I arrived in paradise ? who can tell ?
Maybe I’ll know after I’ve had lunch….
In response to Optimistic
A picture of Aphrodite’s Rock, Cleopatra’s beach, Paphos, Cyprus
A bright sunny day makes my optimistic side sing.
Particularly when the sea isn’t too cold to dip your toes in.
It has two benefits – firstly it cools you down – my inner thermostat appreciates the coolness of the water.
Secondly those waters were teaming with little tiny fish that swam around my feet as I put them in the water – Instant Pedicure!!!
No Need for a Podiatrist on this beach….
Off I go for a paddle in the blue.
listening to the sound as the sea laps against your feet – Heaven!
The Question is…who spotted who first ?
You see, I was sat on the veranda of my Turkish holiday apartment in Oledeniz, when this chap popped from behind a tree to say “Hello!”
And then he started following us around the hotel complex and the nearby beach – passing from tree to tree with his feet, and saying “Hello” to us and other guests willing to give him some time.
I don’t know what attracted him, but I could guess it was a small amount of fruit left on a nearby bird table – anyhow, upon seeing me – he kept on popping up around the gardens on the resort, if not for the fruit – the supply of fresh water spraying around the flowers!
