Cliff : mixed media - Liz Waugh
Seasons prompt
A tree in November
Bereft of her leaves
the tall lime snared a kite,
waving its reds, blues and greens,
a defiant tricolour, till the first
winter gale ripped it away.
Then she embraced a full
silvery moon, but that was a brief
encounter, before she lured
a murmuration of starlings,
drawing them in day after darkening
day, like iron filings to a magnet,
till they made her their home,
a cathedral of song, music
glittering every branch.
angus macmillan
The Gannet.
I watch, envying their freedom,
As gannets swoop and dip and dive,
Piercing the blue waves, sharp beaks
Seeking sea’s bounty to survive.
Then, breaking loose the water’s hold
They climb, circling ever higher,
Wings beating upwards to the gold
Of clouds sun-touched with fire.
They turn again, dart-like bodies
To plunge upon their prey,
Scoop life from tumbling waves
Struggle, soar, and leave the bay.
The freedom’s false, life’s toll exacts
Effort, peril, death and dearth,
For each must pay the price of life
And paying, fall to cold, dark earth.
Thelma Hancock
Cats Ear Seedhead - Leonie Ewing
Starlight prompt
Revelations
She hands him the photograph:
the oldest light in the universe.
It’s a child’s painting, he laughs,
That’s my universe. She tells him
countless others doubtless exist;
unseen like particles which govern
everything, over which we fight
for control. He sighs,
selects the microwave manual;
they read page seven together
again. One day it’ll dawn on her
and he’ll be bathed in new light.
Gillian Mellor
Spaceboy
My wee brother idolizes Yuri Gagarin
the first man off the planet, up into space
My wee brother has Yuri tattooed on his arm
pressed on by the museum's star man
My wee brother wears his astronaut pyjamas
and a cardboard helmet with a hole for his face
My wee brother applies to be on board for 2025
and the mission to Mars in a super fast rocket
My wee brother talks about circles of Saturn
and watches Jupiter blink at the night
My wee brother likes us to turn off our torches
so more stars will light up the darkest of places
Gillian Mellor
White-tailed Eagle - Tom Langlands
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