Tag Archives: sky

Moorland Night

June 15, 2022exmoor, poem, Poetryexmoor, night, poem, poetry, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

Stars pooled like milk at zenith
coloured lights tracking across
blinking

Deep night swallows all light
here on the Moor

The Overwhelming Sky

December 8, 2021poem, PoetryLife, poem, poetry, published poem, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

The overwhelming sky enthrals me
shows me its magic, fills me with glory
layers of stratus, piles of towering cumulus
cirrus lacing glazes overtop
neon pink icy scribbling on an evening horizon
fireworks sunsets, pale sleepy dawns
reds, yellows, purples, greens overwrite the blue and black
Gauguin, Picasso, Rothko must have felt this
The Starry Night is truth, no wonder Vincent suffered so
Genghis rode under this dome that encompasses all of our lives
did its pressure drive him to the cities for refuge rather than plunder?

The overwhelming sky appears to have no end
although I know that it is but the skin on the planet apple
it bears down on me, it conquers me
filling me up with its immensity
until I spill this burden of words
to offer them as sacrificial token
to try to explain this hold
to bid to exorcise it
to seek release
but
it is the master of me

First published at Your One Phone Call

Helsinki Summer Sky

August 21, 2021poem, Poetry, summerHelsinki, poem, poetry, sky, summerThe Cheesesellers Wife

Firs reach up like brushes
to paint you a deeper blue

gulls drift on taut wings over
waves crumpling against rocky islets

myriads of small bright coloured boats
sidle around towering white ferries

your summer bounty
glints on every surface

fresh minted each day

For John Looker

Gray vs Gray

April 7, 2021poem, Poetrycolour, poem, poetry, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

Grey is nothing
The dead zone between black and white
Grey is age
The old road surface, the unwanted hair

Gray is the softness of pregnant cloud
Gray puts on her evening dress
And goes dancing
Using her alter ego, silver

Sky

June 17, 2020beauty, Life, love, nature, poem, Poetrybeauty, joy, Life, love, nature, poem, poetry, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

The sky seduces me
fills my eyes.
Staring out at grey rains today
blessedly cooling
remembering white noons
brick red sunsets, lemon dawns
whales breaching, jellyfish jellying
wind in hair and lungs
exhilaration and joy
memories that tip toe in
hand in hand with all my loves and woes
happinesses, griefs.
I hum songs of the sky
her shadows and canvases
float in my own internal ocean
drift and dream.

Each time I see her, I am joy.

My poem ‘The Calling Sky’ is in Utopia Science Fiction April issue

April 30, 2020Poetry, Science Fiction Poetry, SF, speculative poetrypoetry challenge, published poem, Science Fiction, Science Fiction Poetry, sky, speculative poetryThe Cheesesellers Wife

My poem “Calling Sky” has been published and is available in the April issue of Utopia Science Fiction online – https://www.utopiasciencefiction.com/shop.

Thank you to the editor Tristan Evarts for publishing this poem which is very special to me…..

Moonlight Kisses

April 5, 2020astronomy, beauty, Fantasy, poem, Poetrybeauty, Moon, moonlight, poem, poetry, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

The Moon has just
blown a kiss to me
which spirals
and spurls across space
floats gently on the atmosphere
then sinks
is buffeted by winds
shot up and down in a thundercloud
finally to settle on my lips
cool blue sentiment
suffuses my body
places moonbeams in my hair

Breakfast

March 22, 2020beauty, humour, poem, Poetrybeauty, breakfast, dawn, humour, poem, poetry, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

Today I’ve arranged to breakfast with the sky
we haven’t been talking much lately and
so need some alone time together
in her lovely blue halls cushioned with fluffy cumuli
although blue is probably not her best colour
at breakfast, she’s more into yellow and rose.
Trouble is, she gets up so early and those of us who
don’t need to rise for work tend to sleep in….

I wonder if that’s why she’s been so distant to me?

Open

February 29, 2020beauty, nature, poem, Poetryblessings, philosophy, poem, poetry, skyThe Cheesesellers Wife

Let me lie here
Open to the sky
Counting blessings

Watercolour Sky

February 12, 2020art, beauty, poem, Poetry, watercolourpoem, poetry, sky, watercolourThe Cheesesellers Wife

The image is built in a series of layers
First, a pale blue wash across the sky
Then, broad brush strokes of pale icy cirrus
With pen details of contrails crossing At the midpoint
Broken colours of cumulus, grays dark and light
Inky smudges along the horizon
All above a darkened landscape
Washes of Greens
Inked in hedges
Occasional highlights
Painting left unsigned

Reblogged from 2016