When we bought our house I was delighted to find a ready made strawberry patch. It was summer time and so I enjoyed its fruits immediately. It's at the bottom of my garden closest to the river which also means I walk down the hill, as my garden is terraced. I am grateful for the … Continue reading Strawberry Patch and Other Things I Have Been Up to
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On My Morning Walk
WalkingMy morning walkConstitutionalMy emotions And bodyEngaging in And absorbing The gifts of earth and skyButterflies emergingDelicately flittingOn streams of airFeathers scatteredRandomly dropping From no where In flight. Fish breakThe water's surface Water ploppingSplashingIn responseI am grateful A few years ago I used share my poetry on Saturdays. I want to get back into that habit. … Continue reading On My Morning Walk
To stay stuck or launch.
Flags by W.C. Armstrong and Morag Armstrong (Noffke) 1968 The days before pre-writing. I remember wanting to write before I had learned how. This didn't stop me; that's the black squiggles you can see. "Can you read what I wrote?" I would ask my dad and of course he would make up some deliciously wild … Continue reading To stay stuck or launch.
Looking Back on my First Post: What you will find in my blog posts.
This is the excerpt for your very first post.
Morag Noffke 