Playfully, the shadow led her feet, On a merry dance, in the soft grained sand, Illuminated by the glowing sun. The shadow tall, a stranger to meet, And yet, their merry dance, with nature’s band, Was in perfect step, accented well, By the evening light, of the glowing sun, Playing till dusk, when, then, her […]
Summer, I love you, as does my bare skin… and here follows a poem on the simplicity of summer and how it makes me feel so good, with its long daylight hours and salty sea kisses… Linking up with…
When from the past he came, Inviting her to play a game, She didn’t think of danger. The letters on the board, That looked innocent at first, Started to bring about a thirst. Like fortune cards on a table, The letters told a story, That wound her on a cable. Suggestive. Permissive. Evocative. The spell […]
Latte Junkie has set the theme of ‘Women’ for ‘Lyrical Sunday’. I’m a day late – but there’s a good reason – I really liked this theme – but there were just so many diverse possibilities and angles from which to write (and I was concerned that I wouldn’t do justice to women with my […]
Latte Junkie has set a really fun exercise for this week’s Lyrical Sunday. The idea is to make a poem using the titles of books. I’ve had quite a lot of fun doing this with my oldest daughters over the past week – turning books on their side and putting titles together to make a […]
Welcome to Week 25 of Lyrical Sunday! Lyrical Sunday this week is themed on ‘Musical Instruments‘. If you’re new to Lyrical Sunday, please click here to read about how it began (I have an inspiring daughter who tries hard to keep her ‘ole Mum’s brain ticking!) and to read poems from earlier weeks. We have […]
Welcome to Week 24 of Lyrical Sunday! This week we are dancing! Come and join us if you feel like it. Link up below with a poem or song. What makes you feel like dancing? Couldn’t resist this gem from the seventies (yes, I was a seventies born gal!). Moving to the beat I can’t […]
I love it when I’m inspired by one of my children. My daughter Charlotte has been inspiring the whole family to dance recently and it’s inspired the next theme for Lyrical Sunday – ‘DANCE‘. She wrote the poem, directed her Daddy as to photographs, which she posed for to accompany her words, and then put […]
And a Haiku from Grandma… The love of dear ones Our hearts are always in touch Memories forever ___________________________________________________________ Now it’s your turn! Link up below with your ‘Haiku’ poems for week 20 of Lyrical Sunday (or send me an e-mail to sarah (at) catchingthemagic (dot) com and I’ll post up your poem). If you’re […]
I shivered as my bare feet touched the grass, The dampness of the night air chilled my bones. The full moon’s light cast its glow on the glass, Reflecting my figure as I walked to the dunes. My robe billowed about my naked legs, Teased by the sea breeze, whispering its call. Alone, I scanned […]
On the surface, her child is smiling, but a mother knows, there’s something hiding. A child may be sat – Straight backed, on the mat. But those focused eyes, aren’t alive, like a cats. She sees the tension, the torment within. The waning of a flame, as her child is tamed. Her child glazes over, […]
Mothers Day in New Zealand falls on the second Sunday of May. Many countries, the world over, have a special day to pay tribute to mothers, for all their love and support, and to make them feel special. The way in which Mother’s Day is celebrated varies from country to country, just as the date […]
Easter at the beach, chocolate eggs hidden out of reach. Driftwood adventures, hide and seek, Waking to the sound of the sea to peek – At foil wrapped eggs nestled in the dunes. We dance and sing to Ukelele tunes, play ball and tag, till our breath starts to lag. We quench our thirst with […]
Two places resonate in my mind with the words ‘home town’; The hilly, coastal scene, Of my married years and where I currently call home. The gentle, rolling landscape, Of my growing years, which will forever be home too. The first… The home I now live, is where I’m raising my young, A city set […]