by Jan Hedger | May 24, 2020 | Poetry
Laying down her sketchbook, young artist Freya, knelt by the flower bed musing on her inner thoughts, as ladybird chases aphid through petals and stalks to edge of the world. Soul of earth, in my veins. Alive in nature, never sleeping, resting but never sleeping, I am...
by Jan Hedger | May 24, 2020 | Poetry
In no concept of time my inner song silenced when I was displaced from earthen roots – limb torn… Imbedded now in silted lake bed two thirds submerged waterlogged in depth of darkness… Nightmares , fear of fully drowning brachial artery just breaking...
by Jan Hedger | May 22, 2020 | Poetry
Dried I am tea In root I am coffee I cleanse, I purify, restore balance. As wine I am a flavourful tonic; never meant to be the gardeners nemesis but the Chef’s friend tossed in a summer salad garnished with pansies. I am dandelion and when I seed I blow away –...
by Dennis Shrubshall | Oct 26, 2017 | Poetry
Eyes to the sky and what do we see Another day is well under way Look to the sky and what do we see A blanket of Blue spread before us From here to infinity With clouds below and above Like a scarf gently wrapped around Perfectly placed for the Artist As his...
by Dennis Shrubshall | Oct 26, 2017 | Poetry
Sitting by the water at the end of the day I closed my eyes for awhile Thinking of how time was passing by Not noticed by the rank and file Of a society living life as best they might With what seems like the speed of light And here am I sat at the waterside As yet...
