The crow sat still as stone, bathed in silver light Taking in the stillness and the quiet of the night She used to know a time, when solitude held sway But her world had moved on to a different song, life got in the way Every now and then, when it had almost got too … Continue reading Carry On Crow
Creativity
Target Practice
For some reason I found it entertaining to read this week's offering out loud in the voice of an aristocratic Sergeant Major, perhaps with a surname like Ramsbottom de Pippington, or something equally grand sounding. It's not obligatory, but it is fun. The pigeon had a complex, one could argue rightly so His coos disdained … Continue reading Target Practice
Stung
I’ve often felt that wasps, have been misunderstood If the Universe created them, they must embody good So I made myself a promise, to never flinch again When a wasp buzzes by, look in its eye, slowly count to ten For days and weeks this little trick, worked magic like a charm As they flew … Continue reading Stung
A Dragonfly’s Legacy
It's not Sunday, but it's still rhyme time. True to my word from last week, I'm turning my focus more towards the poetry I love writing. I'm not sure how long this season will last, I only know that it's time to turn away from introspection for a while and focus on the joy of … Continue reading A Dragonfly’s Legacy
Wild and Free
If I was free to live a life, divorced from acculturation I like to imagine how things would be, as a sovereign one-woman nation If I could follow the pull of my heart, without fear of sticking out What adaptations would fall away? What unwritten rules would I flout? The first to go would be … Continue reading Wild and Free
The Start of a Beetleful Friendship
Upon an ambling walk I spied a beetle on its backIts shell was iridescent, shining shades of blue and blackI reached to turn it over, and help it on its way‘STOP!’ the beetle shouted, imagine my dismayI want to help, oh little one, I reasoned earnestlyLet me put you on your feet, soon you can … Continue reading The Start of a Beetleful Friendship
The Hat That Fits
I reached the age of thirty-three and there began to fret For all around had found their hats, I didn’t have mine yet I’d tried many on for size, but none had stood the test of time I prayed to the Gods and the Universe: send me the hat that is mine! The years ticked … Continue reading The Hat That Fits
The Metaphorical Oracle
I usually post a new rhyme on Sunday's, but this week I must confess to enjoying myself too much and writing too little. I've been spending a couple of days away with my husband. We've been mountain climbing - three peaks in a day! Okay, one was more of a gentle ascent, but my screaming … Continue reading The Metaphorical Oracle
Metamorphosis
The caterpillar could see the future, her world looked fresh and bright Heart full to the brim with optimism, dreams within her sights Possibility thick in the air, cocooned in a world that welcomes and warms Soon to break free of the chrysalis, ready to spread her wings transformed But tomorrow arrived on waves of … Continue reading Metamorphosis
The Lion and the Sheep
The lion ruled the sheep for protection, from the wolves that prowled the landThe flock was guarded by the king of the beasts, he had a fearsome roar andAn impressive mane, extra sharp teeth, muscles that rippled when he walkedThe wolf pack would not dare attack, thought the sheep, as long as their lion stalkedThe … Continue reading The Lion and the Sheep
Rae Cod’s Writing 