Fox on a Boat

A huge storm is headed this way, it seems. It hasn't arrived yet, and has already been described as the 'storm of the century' . The wind has been rather strong today, already. And I've been staying at home, thinking about how much I want to write, without knowing what to write about. Now and then I looked out the open window to observe the surroundings. A branch fell off our tree. The wind blew in my face but it wasn't cold. In a way, it was all rather exciting. There's something rather awe-inspiring about strong winds.. Without the damage, of course - but observing the effects on nature is interesting. I've been wanting to write some poetry, but I'm not finding a lot of time for editing - editing poetry is definitely not an easy task for me, so you could say I'm avoiding it.. I've been toying with another idea I had - writing a short instalment of a story once a fortnight, maybe once a month, depending on how busy I am. I've already s

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Little boat on the Thames National Poetry Day is nearly over already. The theme this year was 'water', and I have shared a couple of watery poems on my page, and will now share some more here. I hope you all had fun today - possibly some of you attended poetry events. I didn't go anywhere this year, but I still had some poetry fun at home. Without further ado, here are the poems I picked: First in line is Seamus Heaney's Storm On The Island . A very watery poem, but hold on to your hats - it's no breezy sailing.. (ha..ha..) Next up is Edward Lear's The Owl and the Pussy-cat . I'm very serious. It's a water poem (well, all right, not all of it...), but it is fun. And finally, T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land There is a lot of water in there! In part  'III. The Fire Sermon', there are quite a few lines about the Thames - oh, I love the Thames!  I wish I could have picked more poems, but oh, I don't know enough watery ones! I will