In my poem The Colour of Dragons, I was considering what colour a dragon might be. I was planning a present for a very good friend, who may just like Dragons ever so slightly (English understatement here).
Here is my first picture of Larry’s Dragon:
Another will follow next Monday….
The colour of dragons
Depends
Sweet green for new hatchlings
To hide in high grasses
Black and red for an Emperor
Or a burner of crops
Many turn as gold as their treasure
Perhaps part of ageing
What colour a city dragon
Lurking on rooftops?
In Paris, creamy white as the buildings
In Berlin and London
Perhaps a glassy hue
Criss-crossed
In Amsterdam?
Turquoise and purple
With scarlet undertones………
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
I’m trying to paint a dragon in Amsterdam……….what colour???
My poetry is often triggered by landscape
By empty skies and lonely hills
Or the scattered beauty of an archipelago
I struggle
Again and again
To paint with watercolours
What I can paint with words
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Another part of the daily challenge I’m following for a short while. This poem is in response to the prompt ‘landscape’.
A watercolour painting of the eastern end of Blue Anchor beach, near Exmoor. This is where we have collected many fine fossils. Painted in 2016 — the rocks have been battered by further winter storms and look a bit different this year.
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
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
First published on In Between Hangovers: https://inbetweenhangovers.wordpress.com/2017/01/24/dawn-creeps-across-the-land-by-kim-whysall-hammond/
Twisted Thorn trees near the ruins of Badgeworthy village on Exmoor.
A watercolour of the sun setting behind Dunkery Beacon, painted from the fields around our favourite holiday cottage.
Re-starting my Monday watercolours…….
This is a traditional Azorean whaling boat, which I saw sailing in a regatta at Horta Sea Week in 2015.
An exercise in achieving an image with only 3 colours and simple strokes:
The paper was sprayed with water, then powder paint sprinkled across. Where water and paint intersected, magic happened.
Then, I looked for an image and made a few tweaks to enhance it……
