Tuesday, 13 September 2011

no 13

black,
sister and brother,
their stares without
any judgement,
already friends
no formality
necessary

Monday, 12 September 2011

no 12

deep black, the forest at night,
and when you roll over
I am blinded by a sweep of white light
over your belly

Sunday, 11 September 2011

no 11

from this window;
nothing but
green
cultivated, tamed
nature

Saturday, 10 September 2011

Friday, 9 September 2011

black dog, no 9

a paw on
my shoulder,
we lay together,
on rain wet grass,
your breath a
perpetual song

Thursday, 8 September 2011

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Monday, 5 September 2011

Sunday, 4 September 2011

no 4

a pinprick
of a man,
buffing up
the silvery hat
of a sail-less
windmill

Saturday, 3 September 2011

Friday, 2 September 2011

Thursday, 1 September 2011

lifes taken over

Somehow life has taken over my daily rhythm of writing. I am trying to play catch up and spend this month open to all that's around me, hope to hear your experiences as well Annie x

tranformation, no 1

Sound of metal ringing in the distance
for a moment it is tranformed into wind

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Tuesday, 30 August 2011

no 30

Swimming light, drifting water,
a feeling of bouyancy
beneath
a
weightless
body.

Monday, 29 August 2011

no 29

I almost tread on you
you blend so
into the concrete night,
I take you home
and place you in the pond


Sunday, 28 August 2011

no 28

How did they find their way?
Did they smell
the life force?

Is it survival
instinct?

Heard on the grapevine
perhaps gatecrashers
or
were they invited?

Saturday, 27 August 2011

suface, no 27

fingers plunge
through a
watery
threshold
disappearing
into
the darkness
of an
imagined
ocean

Friday, 26 August 2011

watching a visitor, no 26

Cold blooded,
moist,
glassy eyed,
staring
between
spaces.

Do you know
I am
there?

Thursday, 25 August 2011

Wednesday, 24 August 2011

wind, no 24

Wind moving water,
small waves
travelling
through
space and time.

Tuesday, 23 August 2011

no 23

days are shortening,
life is yellowing,
crisp,
degenerating,
photosynthesis
recedes

Monday, 22 August 2011

Sunday, 21 August 2011

Saturday, 20 August 2011

bold, no 20

The plants are pocket sized,
hardly surfacing.

I imagine another year
and
the bold awakening of growth

Friday, 19 August 2011

Thursday, 18 August 2011

green surface, no 18

acorn green
kitchen green
aquamarine
pea green
oak apple
sage green
citrine

Wednesday, 17 August 2011

no 17,

Paddling
in my garden,
a child again,
breathing
in,
the freedom

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

aquatic, no 16

skimming
an
aquatic universe,
legs bowed,
olympic pace,
oarlike nymphs

Monday, 15 August 2011

water world, no 15

a microcosm of the universe,
wiggling creatures,
otherly things without names,
a smell of underworlds

Sunday, 14 August 2011

a spot to sit, no 14

Hands swimming,
surface sheen broken,
inhabiting shore and water.

Saturday, 13 August 2011

life force, no 13

daily traffic droning,
sounds of metal,
teeth on edge,
industry,
pond water,
life force,
movement
and
stillness.

Friday, 12 August 2011

symbolic garden

lush vegetation,
the scent of damp ferns,
woodland floor -
a carpet of lichen

Thursday, 11 August 2011

Wednesday, 10 August 2011

float, no 10

A dream
of floating,
its dark
the sides are shallow.
I remain
just floating
gazing at the
star sky.

Tuesday, 9 August 2011

aqua pura, no 9

Feeding visitors,
enables the act
of witnessing
as time slows.

Monday, 8 August 2011

ground work, no 8

plants,
roots,
stones,
insects,
seeds,
embed,
source,
substance

Sunday, 7 August 2011

transient things, no 7

Settling in time,
a laying of foundations
and yet
there is a transience
in
these earthly things


Saturday, 6 August 2011

no 6

discovering a new part of self,
soothed and held by water sounds,
able to shape shift through worlds
above and beneath

Friday, 5 August 2011

no 5

Surfacing,
hardly noticeable,
emerging,
micro world,
of living
busy bodies,
skimming,
glass light.

Thursday, 4 August 2011

frog, no 4

blending in,
taking up house,
moving in - a squatter,
so subtle you'd
hardly notice

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

deep surface, no 3

A daily ritual - peeping in,
spying new growth,
a shadow - shape shifting
leaf falling - landing,
consumed - decaying,
feeding - restoring.

underworld, no 3

feet soothed,
shocked by coolness,
disappearing beneath
an underworld

Tuesday, 2 August 2011

frog, no 2

blending flawlessly,
sage, spinich, blue green,
it springs from a dark rock,
from beneath the water surface,

Monday, 1 August 2011

water, no 1

in the back ground,
in motion - continuum

August

August and another month. I have a new pond, its just in the development stage, growing, plants and rocks bedding in. I am going to be writing my moments in time on observations and experiences around this new and changing environment.

Sunday, 31 July 2011

shadow on the wall, no 31

the light is subtle,
grey becoming white light,
becoming soft edged
then
ebbing from sight

Saturday, 30 July 2011

water boatman, no 30

a clockwork swimmer,
rowing backwards,
skimming the surface,
with feather weight paddles