Aquamarine

Poetry

4th June 2019

Some say its blue,

Some say its green

Whilst some say it’s some place in between

Colour that appears

on a sunny, sandy beach

Where it laps on the sand so you know it’s in reach

And held in a stone – you’ll find it in rings

Strange are the reaction from recipient it brings

circled by diamonds – the prettiest of things

Its supposed to symbolise courage

this bright coloured birthstone for march

hiding in mines down below – the ones with a very big arch.

Rock

Music, Nature

A post in response to the Tuesday Photo Challenge from Inky

Tuesday 26th March 2019

What’s with the guitar Inky ?

I thought i’d start with the musical link – an electric guitar. Clapton, May, Deacon come to mind. It’s loud but in time is methodical, and lyrical – its also the nearest thing to an electrical instrument that doesn’t need a programmer….it does need an amplifier though

Much like the Rocks you find on your average beach….(eh?)

Noisy little rocks on Kos

When the waves smack against the rocks its a bit like a percussion instrument. Depending on your location on the beach, the noises can be soft , hard or downright noisy, as the waves lap slap and crash against the shore

Get the wind to go through the holes in the rock, and you could be mistaken for hearing music being played, as theres a definate sound as the wind makes its way round the rock.

Add a chirp or two following the sound of the rocks and the sea – you have a three piece band 🙂

Reminiscent of something i read in Terry Pratchett’s Discworld Novel Soul Music

Music with Rocks in – Quite a ring to it too.

And all of this is Acoustic….no electric required.

Conquered

Outdoor Pursuits, Poetry

#OctPoWriMo

6th October 2018

You’ve been trying to climb that hill for a while now

facing off against its challenges

its crags, sharp sides and slippy hand holds

not to mention the wet slate underneath

dark purples your pals as you rose

overcoming every obstacle in your way

take in the rewards at the top

the view of the blue sky – its lovely.

Seagulls Lament

Animals, Birds, Breakfast, Character, Poetry

#Promptuarium

ow

I suppose you thought that was funny ?

here I am sat by the bins

enjoying what could be my only meal for miles

and you decide to disturb my breakfast

Innocently enjoying the fish in the box

then over my foot comes this big heavy rock

expecting me to just fly away

I was too busy eating – no time to play

If I were human – I might have had words

but thing is being feathered – I’m only a bird

you wouldn’t want my beak coming round you to peck

so why use a big stone – I could have broke my neck!

I should count myself lucky – it wasn’t from a gun….

but disturbing my breakfast – wasn’t much fun

so i’ll return the favour – when you come back from the shop

expect something to land – coming down with a plop!

Ascending

Outdoor Pursuits, Outdoors

Climbing

As you head up the hill

Something carries you on

Crevices becoming the perfect hand holds

Engaging with the rock

Noted men before you have attemped this face before – but

Deny you your moment of glory ? not a chance!

In fact – they’ll be all hearing you yelling your achievements

North to south, East to West – as you

Get to the summit top

 

Rock to Sand

BASIC, Nature, Photography, Poetry

 

 

mother nature’s art
created on our island
for everyone’s eye

the rough sands of time
eat slowly away at rock
carving a coastline

aided by the wind
and the foam sea in the west
the sand carves the cliffs

fallen rock is smoothed
by the foam of the sea
and pebbles shimmer

little tiny rocks
gather with the seashells
to create soft sand

and in a moment
time passes as shore grows
as sand in timer moves