Burgess Park

Sitting On A Bench In The Park On A Sunny Day
A book in my hand, I observed the geese Ambling over to me by the bench, Hissing. A row of pointed teeth.
Sprays of water shooting  up Glittering drops falling on sensible ducks. They cut the water as they swim.
A man sat on the bench next to me - in his hand a notebook. "Do you come here often?" he asks. I question my instinct.
Ravens caw loudly above, a whole crew of them circling the area. Black against the yellow sun. I look like a foreigner, an artist.
It is the man, he has said so. My metal badges clink as I retrieve a pen from my bag, my metal badges are my foreigner's label

Canvas City

Day four of NaPoWriMo! I used the prompt today - at least I tried! My poem is probably not that mysterious... ;)

Canvas City
Past the train tracks Disused buildings in grey Used at dusk.
Worn clothes as our uniform, dust mask, a bandanna in black.
A clattering of containers and a click of lid removed
Chase that grey away, art warriors of the night!

Ceramic Painting

Oh, day three - I still feel so rusty from such a long absence - I realised I did not even participate in NaPo last year! I am not even sure why... In any case, today's poem is a serious flop. But I said I'd write a poem a day. I didn't say I'd write a good one every day.. 

Ceramic Painting
As the sun shines hot and bright Music to my ears is the sound of ceramic tiles pushed into a scattered pile waiting for a colour treatment

Poetry Body Electric

Day 2 - did not use the NaPoWriMo prompt, but was inspired by an image brought to mind after listening to a song. Short poem for today.
Electric crackle through the soul Dusty shafts in gloomy rooms The needle drops, commence the sound Whirring, purring, round and around.

National Poem Writing Month

Hello folks!

It's April, which means one thing! POEMS!! I'm back for another edition of NaPoWriMo, and this year I am so going to get that poem a day! I'm starting things off with a short and sweet haibun, courtesy of yesterday's early bird prompt on the NaPoWriMo blog. A quick and simple poem to easy myself into the challenge.

Day 1 - Haibun
The sun peeps tentatively through the clouds, early morning teacup on the edge of the counter. Skin smelling of olives. The day bursts with promise, but off to work they go.
Birds chirp at the breeze April around the corner Promise of freedom

Silence of the Iambs

What's that echoing sound? Oh, it's just the sound of your footsteps reverberating in my empty blog...

Yes, I know... I have not updated in AGES! It's partly being busy, and partly being lazy... and partly not having much inspiration... Last time I posted I was in Brazil. I have of course been back for quite a while, and I had been meaning to post more but days turned to weeks, to months.. and no posts.

But I am alive! However, this will not be a proper post... Just a sort of "I'm still here" post. I haven't been travelling too much, nor have I been writing much, but in the next few weeks I'm hoping to write my long awaited post on Morocco, and during April I may attempt NaPoWriMo - writing a poem a day all month long.

Well, for now, goodbye - I should be back soon, I promise!


Praia Preta and Natural Pool

Tonight is my last night on Ilha Grande. Tomorrow I head back to Rio, where I shall spend the night, before flying back to London via Sao Paulo on Wednesday night. If all goes accordingly, by Thursday evening I should be at home enjoying a nice cup of tea with my cats.

The weather here was wonderful today - hot and sunny. I had planned to go to the beach, then to lunch, then possibly the beach again, but then I remembered the natural pool that I had not yet swum in. So there I went.

To get there, one must follow the seafront road, heading right if you start from the pier, facing the town. After a few minutes, you'll see a sign marked T1 - this is the first trail. (There are trails going all around the island). The first part of the trail forms a loop - to the right Praia Preta, to the left, the pool - but of course either way will get you to both these places, it will just take slightly longer.

The interesting thing about Praia Preta is the large expanse of black sand, which feel…