Until Day
Pond twinned trees And ether haze. Silent hoof And mirrored gaze. Fox twist turn And hunt fed face. Shape shift moon And white clocked Grace. Black still night And scattered star. Candled clouds And time so far. Whispered walls And […]
Poetry
A Summers Tide
Seaside pockets And buried shells. Salt tongued silence And white bird yells. Stop still rocks And seaweed splashes. Tidal bowls And urchin lashes. Blue spilt skies And black winged splatter. Tall spire spill And old bell clatter. Paddled bird And […]
Late Spring
This poetry feature brings you a regular selection of prose from writers in and around Wales and borders.
Sea-Sawed Ships and Changing Tides
A painter’s moving window Framed by sea and sky. A patterned map of faces Of hazy passers-by. A fog-horned dingy in a deep stacked fog. A cerulean mirror. An artist’s weather log. A pop-up port at every journey’s stop. A […]
A Tale of Captain Griffiths
Silent pebble; Skimming stone. War shorn shingle; Thoughts of home. Drunken fog; Enemy drip. Hallowed voice; Sunken ship. Air-torn sky; Tumbled drum. Air raid dunked; Nothing won. Wooden biscuits; Fire lit skies. Ring pulled rowing; Silent cries. Lanterned searches And […]
Storm Over the Mawddach Estuary
I grew up alongside the Mawddach Estuary and its exceptional beauty and although I moved away for work, my family and I like to get back there whenever we can. Environmental concerns have been growing in the general public since […]
Winters Hope
Tick tock jolt. Broken yawn. Slice of moon. Early dawn. Sea spilt fog. Honeyed sun. Bath filled ditch. Chalk stain gone. Paddled dog. Broken twig. Snapshot rhythm. Grizzled spit. Hazel carpet. Mushroom Sweat. Hair long grass. Grey wall Grit. Chimneyed […]
The Colour of Winter
Brambles wrack my jumper and berries shrivel and wither back into the old wooden wardrobe of deep autumn hedge. Brown trees become the uniform colour of winter and the northern grey blanket spreads its heavy silence over the last blush […]
Nearly Autumn
September trees rattle like down turned paper cups. Golden lampshade softens tones of green and grey but heightens hues of crimson berries and the rolling waves of fallowed hay. Birdsong scatters and slowly fades into insignificant outbursts of random chatter […]