So this is why I’m not getting much writing done at the moment. My attention has shifted towards the visual and I’m working on painterly things. Learning materials and techniques and experimenting.
I remember someone telling me years ago that the first thing you create should be given away. I released this little beauty into the world last night. A golden gift for a golden anniversary.
look closely, notice the details
colour and shape and texture
nature designs the costumes of out lives
September begins. I’m tired. It’s been a long cold wet winter. I need this reminder to look closely, to find the small treasures in the world around me.
Just yesterday I saw tiny flowers that look like stars. I imagine a cloak of white stars to wrap myself in, to lift myself up out of the winter and into spring.
©clairegriffin2017
thoughts on the colour blue
I think of water
salt and fresh
rain and wave
spring and snow
I think of tears
the sea is blue
the sky is blue
lakes and rivers and
your eyes are blue
what else?
on my windowsill
my tea caddy, my teapot, a vase
and nestled deep in memory
your willow pattern plates
your cornishware jars
and my eyes and Billy’s eyes
and your eyes
all blue
all together
in a small dark wooden house
blue is the colour of love
and I lose myself
in its deep waters
now, in my garden
there grows borage and thyme
lavender, sage and rosemary
ajuga, hydrangea, lobelia
and delphinium
for years now
I have been cultivating
food for the belly and the eye
for the heart and the soul
it all comes back
to our eyes
the windows to our souls
and all the earth’s water
the eyes of this land
and our blue planet
seen from space
as if the universe was watching
holding one eye closed
©clairegriffin2017
black hair braided
pulled tightly back
severity tempered
by an explosion of flowers
the rainbow halo frames
a flamboyant madonna of sorrows
the camera doesn’t capture
her soul, her certain spirit
owns the lens
controls the exposure
we are her subject
suspended in time
exposed beneath
her intense attention
her focused scrutiny
her gaze gives life to her portrait
posed, poised and passionate
disconcerting in her directness
dark eyes defined
by darker brows
© Claire Griffin 2016
face : #introtopoetry : day 2 : alliteration
invisible necessity 