Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Tomorrow's Passing Place

Do you remember last year
the passing place on the narrow road,
it was signposted?
We smiled politely, said we needed one
on the tarmac to Sullom Voe,
slipping down into an oily terminal,
the nowhere really inlet
where you carried on when I turned back.
You didn't realise I wasn't with you,
couldn't see me waiting for you,
before I had to go the other way.

We both missed our son.
He stopped long enough
to call our names, couldn't reach us,
had to continue silently alone.
But you didn't give up!
You said you could see him still,
touch his tiny heart in the passing place,
that I never could.
I couldn't stay long enough for all of us
in a single breath.

It's strange how we have become invisible,
you and I - searching for a safe place
where we might manage another day,
with hearts wintered, love trickled in ice.

But Spring will be here soon.
Leaves that unfurl in blossom scented breeze,
nature's beauty caressing us both, gently.
Perhaps it can be then, my love,
we shall meet again in our passing place?

This week's Magpie Tales image is a photograph by Steven Kelly taken at a passing place near Sullom Voe in Shetland. If you would like to read more poems and stories based on this please visit http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, 20 August 2013

All for Love

An ethereal Selkie wanders
the beautiful sea, frantic
for she has lost Oberon's heart.
It's crimson ribbons torn
by the angry King, deceived
in the sweetness of song,
the lingering scent of an ocean,
the enchantment of dreams.

She searches
midnight moonbeams
lighting cold depths below,
prays to ancient Gods
to send fast a shoal of silver fish,
their scales shimmering bright
to see again his heart,
heal the loss.

But too late it's gone
as has the sealskin breath,
earthly Oberon holds this captive.

Llyr's wrath terrible if raised
strikes fear into the dark deep,
here the shapeshifter Selkie.
She has broken nature's law,
she loves a mortal!
No use now dolphin magic,
oyster pearls or seashell trinkets.

Listen only to the breeze
whispering in the waves, you'll hear
a Selkie cry to the lonely lost sea as

she hurtles through salted teardrops

searching the last of the tangled seaweed

for a lover's truth.

This week's image at Magpie Tales is an underwater photograph taken by Elena Kalis. If you would like to read more of the poems and prose inspired by this please visit http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ for a list of writers taking part. Thank you for reading my poem.

Friday, 16 August 2013

Santus, Louis and Ben

Santus lives in Tanzania and has been offered a place at college to study Human Resources Management, but which he can't afford to accept.

He is unlikely to be able to find a job without a college certificate and his family are unable to help him with the fees. This is a photo of their home in Lihami village:

Santus is the eldest of 4 children. His father is a carpenter who helps the Valenova Foundation with charitable projects when there is no work for him to do.

The Ifakara Bakery Project Charity are trying to raise £720 by the end of August, 2013 to pay Santus' college fees, accomodation and food for 6 months, and a further £720 to be paid by Christmas to enable him to complete the 12 month course.

If you are able to help Santus, please contact me by email sharonbradshaw_6@hotmail.co.uk 

Whether you can provide full sponsorship or a small gift, all monies will be sent to help Santus with his education without deduction of administration charges.

Alternatively, if you know of someone else who may be able to help then please tell them about Santus.

This is a photograph of him outside the Valenova Foundation study hall where he spends much of his time.

I believe that education can change lives and the world in which we live. Mine would have been much poorer had I not been given that chance. The Charity will provide updates to any sponsor on Santus' progress at college if he is able to go. 

I wanted to tell you too about Louis and Ben Schellenberg's cycle adventure. These young men, who are 15 and 19 years old respectively, are currently cycling over 1000 miles from Land's End to John O'Groats to raise funds for 2 charities, Malaria No More UK and the Ifakara Bakery Project Charity. You can follow their progress by visitingwww.virginmoneygiving.com/Schellenberg   

Thank you for reading this post. Have a good weekend.

Monday, 12 August 2013

Let's Dance Flamenco again!

This week's Magpie Tales image is by Henri Toulouse-Lautrec http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

The man standing on the right of the painting watches the dancer. He remembers a sultry night last summer in the square in Montmartre, Paris, just behind the Moulin Rouge. They had drank red wine with the Gitanos, learned a new dance from Andalucia...

Night vibrates
to melodious tune,
hard feet stamps,
raw sexuality
stagnant in halves
once before loved.

Arm, leg sinews,
graze hungry in
a saturation feast.

Notes shimmer
silver, caress breath
as moonbeams glow
in their tangled passion,
the flamenco,

and stillness,

once the moment is gone.
It waits for next time.  

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Hold my hand

Hold my hand in life
as you will in death,
to ease both the passing
and our return.

You and I,
known one to the other
since infinity had memory.
Hold my hand in death
as you have in life, for
it's the moment to depart.

Tears fall on barren earth,
for you and I go now
to reunite the flame
in the star, the beauty of a river
that attends the sea, crossing
rocks and verdant meadow.

Until we are once again, my love,
hold me safely in your hand.

This is my poem for Magpie Tales http://magpietales.blogspot.com/ this week. I hope you enjoy reading it.

There's still time to join in with the challenge of writing a poem a week using the image provided, if you follow the link. This week it's Drawing Hands, 1948 by MC Escher.

Please leave a comment. I would love to hear about your week.

Sunday, 4 August 2013

A Writer, Coffee and a Car

My day usually begins early with a mug of coffee, checking emails and the blog, followed by a look at as many others as I have time to read before work.

I found the little blue car yesterday on http://magpietales.blogspot.com. It was posted by Tess Kincaid as part of a blog hop and will be followed by other images every Sunday. 

The idea is to write a short poem or story about the picture, and leave details of your blog on Magpie Tales after you've done it, so the others know you are taking part.

I didn't have long to write a poem this time but I came up with a few words.

I saw them fly overhead -
balloons, a little blue car.
Whether real, or dream instead,
they're travelling near and far.

Let's follow them on high,
at night, and every day.
Driving across the sky,
where we're going who can say?

For life's an adventure, it's here!
Take fun, happiness in your hand.
Hold on tight, put the car in gear,
we'll find a good place to land.

I hope you decide to take part, please let me know if you do and have a great week! 

Saturday, 3 August 2013

Julia's Blog, the Anthology and Friends

I've wanted to say this for a long time - I love blogging! I've made lots of new friends across the world and it encourages me to keep writing. 

I was so pleased when Julia, whose blog I've followed from the start of mine, asked to review the Hope and Dreams Anthology which I compiled earlier this year in aid of the Ifakara Bakery Project Charity.

If you would like to read Julia's post "Life stories and a meaningful cause" then please follow the linkhttp://juliahoneswritinglife.blogspot.co.uk/

Her blog is full of interesting quotes; poetry; reviews and writing. She has highlighted the work being undertaken by the Charity in Tanzania and mentions favourite stories from the Anthology.

It made me think again about the poems and stories which were submitted to the competition last year. I appreciate that my opinion isn't impartial but I really did enjoy reading them all, and was sorry I couldn't include many more. As a writer I know just how much of ourselves we put into our words, and possibly even more so when they are sent to support a charitable cause such as this, to buy bread for those in need in Tanzania.

So, thank you again to everyone who contributed as all the stories and poems were part of the journey, and a single competition entry fee of £2.50 bought 10 loaves of bread which means a great deal to a child in Ifakara.

I still have a few more Anthologies to sell from the first print run, to buy more bread, and if you would like a copy the details are on the Hope and Dreams Anthology and Donations Page. Thank you.

Please leave a comment too as I would love to hear from you and about how your weekend is going.