In times of trialsA friend's visitIs comforting. We need each other In sickness And health, Not just in marriage But with friendships too.When solitude Brings only Crazy thoughts A friend's visit Is supportive too.Friends are moreThan a welcome distractionThey are my clan. Thank you for all the different ways you have been supportive and encouraging, … Continue reading A Friend Indeed…
Poems
Dear Mr D. Washer Mc Hine
Dear Mr D. Washer Mc HineMy dear old manI will miss you dearly.You were such a support To me in the last four yearsWhen we didn’t know muchAbout anything hereIn Scotland.Although you were shortAnd small, Most peopleThought you should haveBeen biggerYou were there for meDay in and day out.Even in the middle of the nightI … Continue reading Dear Mr D. Washer Mc Hine
In Appreciation of Owls.
Why am I drawn to owls? I asked you, in yesterdays' post, what you think of owls and here are some thoughts: love their wise human look; love owls; there are owls in our neighborhood - they are such silent fliers therefore difficult to track; they are beautiful, mysterious and a little haunting; and that … Continue reading In Appreciation of Owls.
Nocturnal Encounter
30 past twelve Thirty past twelve In the dead of night listening: I hear nature...Open my window wide...Lean out... River rippling Ripple-ripple, High pitched Toot toot. And again Toot toot Ripple-ripple Rippling river;Echoing toot toots. I gaze out into Darkness: Inky sky and A couple of diamonds. Black velvet hills Meet the valley Where the … Continue reading Nocturnal Encounter
Ramblings from my Teacup
When we long for things other people have Have you ever been at the beach or park and you see someone walking along with a lilt in their step, hair flying in the breeze and they seem to embody the picture of ideal happiness or health. Maybe it elicits a feeling of slight envy; you … Continue reading Ramblings from my Teacup
Matriarchy Mandala
Continuing my search and formulation of my heritage follows on from Discovering my Ancestry I discovered that I have ancestry from the beginning of the colonization of the Cape, South Africa, by the Dutch East India Company in the seventeenth Century. Obviously it starts centuries before but I hadn't realized my roots in South Africa … Continue reading Matriarchy Mandala
Morning Air
Morning AirSounds rapping At my waking Rains came last night I open the window wideCool air rushes inDistant sheep bleating Four-by-four revving Farmer herding cows Doves cooBaby birds chirp For breakfast Dogs barkIn the park Owners muffledConversationsSwirl upward Adult birdsDive and swoop Beaks and bellies Will be filled soonTime for me To start my day … Continue reading Morning Air
Walking Reveals
Under the dry grey skyGrassy hills wait, patched.Dogs running gayly Not a care in the world While a solitude couple walkWith heavy dark clouds Weighing on their shouldersAnd a man In a house findsA solution To a year-long problem.Manic happiness Give way to celebrate.Walking reveals allAs time keeps Moving on. ~Morag Noffke~
Sunday Session on the Patio
Sitting on my patio With Views If warm blues and lazy greens The birds chatter,Tweet and whirr,Piep piep and warble... Butterflies flutter. I listen intently All is still Except the birds,Sounds holographic To me.We have made a new compost bin this weekend And I thought about the Unwanted things that come From inside The kitchen … Continue reading Sunday Session on the Patio
Time to Pause
Time for rest Time to dream To percolateTo breathe To listen Time for no thoughts Blank slate Open vistas New canvas Silence ShshshshOpportunity lies waiting Ahead ~ no signOf anything The pauseBefore the sound.Buds turn to flowers Flowers to fruit Serendipitous fruit Of any kindYour choice Shshshsh Old Breath breathed out Before inhalation of new … Continue reading Time to Pause
Morag Noffke 