POPLARS, painting by Valery Veselovsky, Moscow, Russia

POPLARS, painting by Valery Veselovsky, Moscow, Russia (copyright of the artist)
POPLARS, painting by Valery Veselovsky, Moscow, Russia (copyright of the artist)

LINK:     http://bwg0827.hs.orc.ru/Index.htm

                               FALLING  LEAVES

 

The  leaf speaks:

I am changing colour

It feels strange

I was vibrant green

Now my tips are orange

Brown and yellow…

 

AERONWY   THOMAS

 

(from FALLING LEAVES)

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LAST DAYS OF FALL, fine art photograph by ADEL GORGY, New York, USA

LAST DAYS OF FALL, fine art photograph by Adel Gorgy, New York (copyright of the artist)
LAST DAYS OF FALL, fine art photograph by Adel Gorgy, New York (copyright of the artist)

LINK: http://www.adelgorgy.com/

AUTUMN

 

The rays of sun

Touch

Brightly coloured leaves

The wind picks up

Leaves dance wildly in the wind

Tired they settle

A carpet of Arabian richness

To rustle underfoot

 

AERONWY THOMAS

WITHOUT WINGS, painting by ROMANA YAROSHCHAK, KIEV, UKRAINE

WITHOUT WINGS, painting by ROMANA YAROSHCHAK, Kiev, Ukraine (copyright of the artist)
WITHOUT WINGS, painting by ROMANA YAROSHCHAK, Kiev, Ukraine (copyright of the artist)

 

LINK:  http://romizm.com/

ROAD   TO  HEAVEN

 

The signpost reads “HEAVEN”

I get distracted – food, flowers

Wine, women and song

You know…

Take the road running parallel

Pedal along happily,

With a glass in

One hand, neatly balancing

A lady hiker on the handlebar

Rather a feat I think

Until a pothole appears

And all goes flying

The lady into a bush

While quickly I finish my drink

Before turning a somersault

My bike in a tow like

A circus performer.

The lady claps from her

Ringside seat

And I land safe the other side

Buckling a fender

But through the green

On the verge I’ve seen

The road I should be on

And leaving the tempting

Roadside café, the siren song

Of the birds and the lady in the bush

The pretty celandines underfoot

(I hadn’t noticed them before)

I pedal even faster

Ignoring it all

Take a at dizzying speed

The next turning to Heaven

And once on the right road

Keep on pedalling.

 

 

AERONWY   THOMAS

ROSA GETS TO BONDI, painting by CAROLINE MAGERL, EUMUNDI, AUSTRALIA

ROSA GETS TO BONDI, painting by Caroline Magerl, Eumundi, Australia (copyright of the artist)
ROSA GETS TO BONDI, painting by Caroline Magerl, Eumundi, Australia (copyright of the artist)

 copyright of the artist

LINK:  http://www.cmagerl.com.au/

SWIMMERS

 

Angry sea

Swimming

One east one west

Splashing overarm

To calmer waters

Away from the swell

With words sinking

Into swirls and eddies

Sea weed or fish

Sliding slippery

Out of grasp.

 

Already

You’re so far away

Always a good swimmer

The tide turning

The words said

Floatable, reachable

Between heavy strokes

Despite fatigue

And reluctance

To grasp again

What was said.

 

As my feet touch ground

In the shallows

Words surface

On a rippling wave

Covered with

The oil of tankers

Of scum

And clinging animal life

The last words

You said to me

Let’s end

 

And I tumble on the shore

To watch you waving

Far out

At sea.

 

AERONWY  THOMAS

STRAWBERRY BLONDE, photograph by JANE SKINNER, Cornwall – UK

STRAWBERRY BLONDE, fine art photograph by JANE SKINNER, UK (copyright of the artist)
STRAWBERRY BLONDE, fine art photograph by JANE SKINNER, UK (copyright of the artist)
copyright of the artist
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DOLLS IN THE ATTIC

 

They eye me beadily

dolls from another time

perched silent in a row

on a velvet sofa.

 

What am I doing there

invading their space

looking at

the unreal children.

 

In a moment

if I stay

past midnight

they’ll move

 

in unison.

Step off their citadel

pat their skirts

no ankle on show

 

lift pretty hands

with lacquered fingernails

porcelain fingers

to choke the life

 

from unwanted

night visitors

I move

towards the exit

 

the flight of winding

wooden stairs

that got me there

in the attic with care.

 

AERONWY  THOMAS

MOMMY, COME SEE THE LADIES DANCING, painting by LORRAINE MARCUS, Johannesburg, South Africa

COME AND SEE THE LADIES DANCING, painting by LORRAINE MARCUS, Johannesburg, South Africa (copyright of the artist)
COME AND SEE THE LADIES DANCING, painting by LORRAINE MARCUS, Johannesburg, South Africa (copyright of the artist)

 copyright of the artist

LINK:

http://lawliesart.blogspot.com/

STREETLAMP

 

We look to the past

When the light shone brighter

When days were sun filled

And after dark

We loitered hand in hand

Under its yellow beam

Your summer dress picked out

Your face lit

In  mysterious tones

As we cuddled together

Afire

Under the street lamp.

 

We struggle to remember

Its warm glow

Its elegant form

While  the sharp lights

Where we take

Our evening stroll

These winter nights

Are so bright

Fail to flatter

Your hard-won lines

Your worried frown

Oh for the street lamp

When life was just begun

And I kissed you, my love,

 Under its subtle rays

 

AERONWY   THOMAS

COCAINE LIL, painting by LORRAINE MARCUS, Johannesburg – South Africa

COCAINE LIL (copyright of the artist), painting by LORRAINE MARCUS, Johannesburg, South Africa
COCAINE LIL (copyright of the artist), painting by LORRAINE MARCUS, Johannesburg, South Africa

 

 

LINK: http://lawliesart.blogspot.com/

cocaine lil

did you ever hear about cocaine lil,
she lived in cocaine town on a cocaine hill,
she had a cocaine dog and a cocaine cat,
and they fought all night with a cocaine rat,
she had cocaine on her cocaine head,
…………………………………………………………………………..

W. H. AUDEN

to read the poem:

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cocaine-lil-and-morphine-sue-2/