small stone 209/2014

young sparrows trying out their wings take a noisy rest on the gate

small stone 208/2014

melon seeds, stale bread, yesterday’s potatoes – hen’s breakfast

small stone 207/2014

 the sweetness of plum tarte tartin lingers on my fingers, lips, tongue

New poems posted

Monday morning, poetry admin time ... thank goodness for the company of the Commonwealth Games!

Please move your finger over to the From Pen to Page link ... I've posted four poems written this year in response  to being out and about.

Your comments are very welcome.

Now back to the poems, the spreadsheet, all those wonderful magazines, their particular genre of poems and their submission guidelines; its all about paying attention, amongst other things.

small stone 206/2014

fig leaves dipped in the last of the evening's light

small stone 205/2014

at my feet ants, wasps and worms feast on the pale flesh of fallen plums

small stone 205/2014

 walking through edge-of-field grass, yesterday’s rain spins around my ankles, dries cool on my skin

Poems at Nutshells and Nuggets

Two of my poems are on the wonderful Nutshells and Nuggets site today http://nutshellsandnuggets.tumblr.com

... thank you Editor, and for a regular good poetry read on N and N.

small stone 204/2014

  a deer moves across a field of cut wheat, blending into the mix of fawn, blonde and setting sunlight

small stone 203/2014

drooping leaves, sleeping dogs, glaring light – the dimensions of this very hot day

small stone 202/2014

I move books from old to new shelves: with each title I'm reeled into other times

small stone 201/2014

the spaces between those of us who are in the market early have the dimensions of peace and comfort