Tag Archives: sun

Cave

June 2, 2018Azores, Life, nature, poem, Poetry, Wild lifeazores, Caves, crabs, dolphins, Life, poem, poetry, sperm whales, sun, travelThe Cheesesellers Wife

Deep in a volcanic sea cave
crimson crabs hang from the ceiling
scuttle along walls, clattering pincers
gather in their hundreds
in affront
as our boat noses in,
engine stilled.

We have raced across open ocean
slamming over waves
to be claustrophobically enclosed
looked down upon by crustaceans
never before have I felt
such an visitor to my own planet
insignificant in the face of the whale and the dolphin
and now these outraged crabs.

Sunset at Round Hill

April 7, 2018art, beauty, England, nature, poem, Poetrybeauty, England, nature, poem, poetry, sun, SunsetThe Cheesesellers Wife

Dusk wallows in the hill folds
waiting to be let loose,
shadows settle between trees
as birds settle on the branches.

Westwards, the sky is marmalade.
Laced with lemon rays,
horizon hugging clouds obscure
the main event.

Winter Sun

March 12, 2018beauty, nature, poem, Poetry, winterbeauty, nature, sun, Sunset, winterThe Cheesesellers Wife

The sky is empty
pale winter blue
a single bar of cloud
hovers over the western horizon
and, as I drive
the sun dips behind it
the edges of the cloud glow silver.
The strong beauty almost takes me off the road

Re-blogged from 2016…..

Brief bloom

February 28, 2018astronomy, beauty, cosmology, Life, nature, philosophy, poem, Poetry, Science, Science Fiction Poetry, science poetry, speculative poetryastronomy, Earth, environment, hope, humanity, Life, NASA, nature, Science Fiction, Science Fiction Poetry, science poem, science poetry, solar system, space, speculative poetry, sun, Technology, travel, volcanoThe Cheesesellers Wife

We are a brief bloom
On the fragile skin
Of a molten body
Encircling a massive furnace

We are a blossoming of sentience
With encrusted technologies
Craving wonder, hoping for company
Seeking knowledge and excitement

We truly are stardust
Our bodies built from atoms
Forged in successive stellar explosions
We crave the glories of the Universe

We are Human

Re-blogged from last year

https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap160510.html

Solar Flares

January 4, 2018astronomy, beauty, cosmology, Life, poem, Poetry, Science, science poetryastronomy, cosmology, Earth, Life, physics, science, science poetry, sky, solar flare, sunThe Cheesesellers Wife

I do like poems with an Astronomical bent, and here’s a wonderful one from Paul F. Lenzi:

Poesy plus Polemics

SolorFlare “Solar Flare” by Dan Oliver

particle storms

shriek at inhuman

inaudible frequency

penetrate matter

lase holes through

the bones of minds

living and dead

mark acutely

the genomes of

all cosmic creatures

yet to be born

with the warning

that even the sun

is disposed to

explosions of rage

From my books Pieces of Wine and Legacies (vol.2)

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EOS

January 2, 2018beauty, poem, Poetrydawn, Guest poem, Life, poem, poetry, sky, sunThe Cheesesellers Wife

I would like to share this wonderful poem by Louis Faber with you:

an old writer and his words

Tomorrow the morning
will arrive as it always does,
eating the last vestiges
of night, painting the sky
in puce and crimson.
It will foretell the rain
that will carry our dreams
down the hill
and into storm sewers,
eventually to wash into the lake.
But in that moment
when the sky is ablaze,
none of that matters,
save the beauty of dawn.

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Amstelveen morning

November 11, 2017Amsterdam, beauty, Life, nature, poem, Poetryamstelveen, Amsterdam, animals, beauty, sun, vineyardsThe Cheesesellers Wife

Mist wreathes slender canals
chased away by an October sun
which silhouettes a heron
against the now bright water.

Across a concrete slab bridge
russet leaved vines glow.
We walk past white spattered cows
tan sheep
and a mud encrusted tractor.

Stretching

October 7, 2017beauty, Life, poem, PoetryLife, nature, poem, poetry, sun, Sunset, walkingThe Cheesesellers Wife

The big oaks at the corner
stretch their leaves to gather the evening sun.
A breeze lifts and turns them,
dark, bright, bright, dark.
Giving a green glitter effect
that entrances me
starting the long stretching walk along the lane.

As I walk, the sun lights overhead leaves,
creates broderie anglais shadows
where cars slowly trail only feet apart.
Above a lacy sheet of alto cumulus spreads
pierced by the setting suns laser rays
up to the stratosphere.

I pause to enjoy, then
move on past the McDonalds drive in.
Cars queue for their Friday night treat
around the roundabout and beyond.
Full of the bored and restless.

And I retrace my steps
on the sunlit stretching walk
back towards home.

Dunkery

August 2, 2017art, exmoor, Life, nature, Painting, Poetry, watercolourDunkery Beacon, exmoor, Life, poem, poetry, sky, sun, SunsetThe Cheesesellers Wife

Lording over the moors and valleys, visible out to sea
Bold Dunkery, crowned with cairns ancient and modern
Your summit cairn is in summer twilight crowned by larking lads
Come to watch the sunset, yet cheated by horizon hugging cloud
They revel in unexpected solitude at a well trodden spot

It was lovely up at Dunkery Beacon in the twilight.

Dawn creeps across the land

July 26, 2017art, beauty, poem, Poetry, watercolour, Wild lifebeauty, dawn, Life, poem, poetry, sky, sun, watercolour, Wild lifeThe Cheesesellers Wife

Dawn creeps across the land
Shining her pale light into nests
Causing baby birds to call for food
Dormice to rub their eyes and blink
Ants to speed up their hurrying and scurrying
She reaches up to wash the sky with pale blue
And a hint of rose at the east
And , as a special treat today, the west
Smiling to herself as the world awakes
She feels a certain self satisfaction as the Sun
With a near audible plop
Detaches itself from the horizon
Then like any other woman
Readies herself for a busy day

First published on In Between Hangovers: https://inbetweenhangovers.wordpress.com/2017/01/24/dawn-creeps-across-the-land-by-kim-whysall-hammond/