Category Archives: poetry

Muddle

collection of shells and coral

walk by lake or sea

to calm the mind and spirit

beachcombing works well

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As I get into a frenzy of creativity, creating patterns and people with shells, my collection gets in a right old muddle – they need sorting out again.

Joining Cathy and our wonderful band of contributors in our One-a-Week Challenge

We would love you to join us – just leave a link to your ‘Muddle’ in the comments, either here or on Cathy’s blog post.

Also joining Ronovan in his weekly Haiku Challenge

Prompts this week are LAKE and CALM

 

 

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Silly Saturday: Meet Pete

peeble face

Hi Everybody, I’m Pebble Pete

The cheeriest chap you could hope to meet

The beach is where I spend my days

With my crew I like to play

We often meet up on the shore

For fun and games, never getting bored

Riding on the waves in the clear blue sea

You’ll find the Stone and the Shell family

I will introduce you to everyone

So you can join in with our fun

Whether in the sea or on the sand

I want to welcome you to Seaside Land!

 

poem by Judy E. Martin

photo by Sandra Dorey

 

Welcome to another Silly Saturday!

I just LOVE working/playing/creating with Judy. I sent her the photo of a pebble and she not only created a fabulous fun poem but gave him the perfect name. I’m always excited to see what Judy does with the images I send her.

Judy and I have been thinking about creating a little ebook of our characters and we thought Pete was just the right character to introduce the Stones and the Shelleys and possibly take up the role of narrator, we’ll have to see where he takes us.

AND

Hot off the press

The first batch of cards have been printed!greetings cards for sale

They are blank inside and all come individually packed with an envelope.

What is it about seeing ones work in print – it’s thrilling!!!

The guy who prints the cards hadn’t read the poems at first as he gets so many to do, but as he was checking through the proof he read them and just couldn’t stop giggling – he was still laughing as he was telling me how funny he thought it was. Lovely to get such a spontaneous reaction.

The cards will be appearing in my Etsy shop soon.

You, my lovely Daffodil followers, can have them a little cheaper at mates’ rates if you send me a message via the Contact Me Page.

I do hope you are having a wonderfully Silly Saturday – if you are doing anything Silly, I’d love to hear about it!   😀

 

Silly Saturday: Maggie Dreaming

shell dancer

Maggie fancied trying something new

And thought about what she could do

Dancing around a steel pole

Was becoming quite dull

But what, she hadn’t a clue

 

In her mirror she struck a new pose

Standing on the tips of her toes

With a graceful demeanour

Like a beautiful ballerina

She imagined being the star of the show

 

poem by Judy E. Martin

Edwina’s Episodes

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Judy and I have teamed up again to be Silly on a Saturday. Our Maggie has started to dream of new areas in which to expand her talents….. I wonder where she will take us next ….. any ideas of what she might get up to?

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Encouraged by your wonderful comments and support I am getting some of the Maggie pictures printed on Greetings Cards. I’m wondering how many to print? If you would like to buy one/some, it would be great if you could let me know by email.

Which picture you would like and would you like the cards with or without the poems?

Direct from me they will sell at £1.90 with poem and be 8″x6″ and at £1.50 without the poem, measuring 7″ x 5″.  Postage will be added depending on quantity.

I will put some cards in my Etsy shop, but they will have to sell for a little more there to cover the Etsy costs.

Please go to the Contact Me Page to send me a private message if you would like any of the cards – thank you.

Here are the Maggie Pictures to choose from, click on any to go large:

From the top left

  1. Ballerina
  2. Stretch
  3. Pole Dancer 1
  4. Pole Dancer 2

 

Saturday Shells

shell picture, assemblage, Grandpa and child

Grandpa and Sonny love walking

Strolling along on the sand

Or perhaps a dip in the water

With Grandpa holding his hand

 

Splashing about in the water

Frolicking in the hot sun

Enjoying precious moments together

Staying with grandpa was always such fun

 

Growing things in his garden

Fixing things in his shed

Falling asleep to a story

Whilst cuddling Grandpa’s old Ted!

poem by Judy E. Martin

of Edwina’s Episodes

and author of the delightful book: Rhymes of the Times

 

I create the shell pictures, Judy writes a poem inspired by the photo I send her. We are really enjoying sharing our co-created posts with you.

Sparkle in a Dark Corner

Today is National Poetry Day and to mark this event I have two poems for you – one by Judy Martin and one written by me as a sort of answer/conversation in poetry.

The theme this year is FREEDOM.

metaphor, dark places, depression, chink of lightWe’d be very happy if you wanted to join in. You are welcome to use my photo if it sparks a creative response. All I ask is that you leave the watermark on it and link back to this post.

The back story:

A friend of my daughter is a Counsellor and she has set up a Facebook Page dedicated to Self Care. She has invited me to contribute. She looks for Sparkles and invites us to find them in everyday places. This inspired me to go for a walk one morning looking for Sparkles to photograph – what a wonderfully uplifting focus for a walk.

Below is one of the photos I took. A very close friend of mine is going through a hideous bout of depression at the moment and this photo seemed like a metaphor, I took it to send to her. I know Judy Martin has been visited by the dark days of Depression as she has written about it, poignantly and beautifully, on her blog: Edwina’s Episodes. Time for us to team up again. Judy wrote this poem in response to my photo:

Sparkle in a Dark Corner

metaphor, dark places, depression, chink of light

In the depths of darkness and despair

I feel so alone, like no-one is there

Surrounded by dangers unseen and unheard

Trapped and frightened, like a caged bird

Thoughts so jumbled, make no sense

But pain and heartache are so intense

From the world, I just want to hide

And keep my feelings bottled up inside

 

But wait, there is something that has caught my eye

It looks blurry through the tears I cry

Yes, it’s shimmering and shining bright

A distant glimmer, shaft of light

It seems so very far away

But I know I can draw closer day by day

 

From my dark corner there is hope

And support to help me cope

The light grows brighter every day

My world has gone from black to grey

I continue onwards, spirits rising

My soul had started re-energizing

I came through the other side

With just a sparkle as my guide.

poem by Judy E. Martin

of Edwinas Episodes

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When I read this it brought a lump to my throat and a tear to my eye. I too have experienced depression (many years ago) and so have members of my family, whilst musing on this, a poem started to write itself to go alongside Judy’s poem

 

Even Then

 

Even on the darkest days

Even in the darkest hours

Even in the deep dark corners

Where the sharpness causes pain

Even when the demons lurk

Even then

Even then

There is a sheen

A tiny gleam

A spark of light

Even then

poem by Sandra Dorey

 

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It feels so good to find Freedom from Depression, but the memory of the demon never totally goes away.

If you find yourself responding to either picture or poem please feel free to share with us. It might be a poem, a story, a helpful saying, a photo or a picture. Sometimes it feels good to link up.

Happy National Poetry Day!

 

 

 

 

Shadow

walk, a boy and his stick

remember

sweet scents of childhood

in green lanes

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Join Cathy and me in our One-a-Week Photo Challenge,  by leaviing a link in the comments

and

Ronovan in the weekly Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompts: SWEET and SCENT

The photo is of Master R, taken in summer 2016 at Kingston Lacy, one of our favourite places for a day out.

 

Silly Saturday Aliens

assemblage art with coral

You earthlings are really quite mad

Surely yoga is just a strange fad?

Standing still like a tree

Is alien to me

It’ s not the best fun that I’ve had

 

You say it helps you relax?

I think I’ve put out my back!

All this stretching and bending

Is torture never-ending

I’m sure I can feel my bones crack!

 

poem by Judy E Martin

of Edwina’s Episodes

 

Another fun creative collaboration between Judy and me. I do hope you are enjoying our ‘Silly Saturdays’ as much as we are enjoying putting them together.

Appropriate, as my back is giving me jip and, later today, I’m off the see if the Osteopath can CRACK my bones back into shape. Wish me luck!

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For a humourous look at life go to Edwina’s Episodes and read Judy’s brilliant book: “Rhymes of the Times”.

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