Poetry

Seed – 19/8/17

I am a seed in brown casing

Dreaming in darkness of shifting sizes and creaking doors,

Sheilded by my long brown hair, knees curled in,

I am so close to the ground, my mind is swirling in the skies,

Content as I am, does a seed know how far it will shoot?

-zu

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One Poem Every Day, Poetry

Leave it here – 15/7/17

Now’s the time to leave this here
On the floor, on that bench,
Leave it there.

 

Is it a time capsule, is it a prayer,
Is it an old coat, is it your last dont care.

 

Nows the time to leave it laying
On a bench, on a chair,
Heavy and sodden.

 

Cast off don’t weight, don’t
Look back,
You’ll regret it for a while,
But this lightness is madness

 

This lightness is madness.
Poetic Prose, Prose, Snippets of the world

Odd Moments – 17/11/16 (snippets of the world)

So today I was sorting out all my worldly possessions, at least I was supposed to be…

Then I found my little tub of air dry clay, and, well, now I have a little roughly-put-together cat.

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After all, those are my favourite types of cats.

-zu

What do you think, should I paint him to make a realistic cat or leave as is?

 

One Poem Every Day, Uncategorized

Daily Poem, No. 120 “Lightning” – 13/3/16 (Also, Summer or Winter? Tell me!)

My mum was struck by lightning but I was never scared of storms,

Although everybody seems to love the breeze that summer warms.

I always had a dream, that I would learn to fly,

With thunder above my shoulder and lightning in the sky.

I beg the storm to take me up into the gold and grey,

The wind sings to me so sweetly, till I start to turn away.

I shall walk home through the olive groves and weep, for I’m down here,

While above thunder and lightning dance, there’s not a chance that they can hear.

-zu

Fun fact: my mum really was struck by lightning! Indirectly of course, which is why she survived, with a pretty cool story!  

Also, summer or winter? In this poem I seem to be leaning towards winter but in actuality I love summer best. Which are you? 

Snippets of the world

Writing and drawings in books – Snippets of The World (2. Enid Blytons Famous Five)

I prefaced my first post in this series by saying that if you abhor those terrible acts of vandalism that one occasionally comes across in books, please don’t continue reading and the same goes doubly for this post. Please. Don’t continue if you will faint at the sight of permanent marker drawings in vintage books. Thank you.

So, to continue, I was going through my collection of Enid Blyton books this morning and I came across some gems that I just had to share.

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Apparently in my numerous readings of these fabulous books I didn’t notice these Snippets, or at least I didn’t remember them, so they were a nice surprise to rediscover.

The first was deceptive in its simplicity, I think. Just a name, address and prize card.

But I like the way someone has gone to the trouble of tacking a beautiful silk ribbon on it too. And I wonder what happened to Mary Palmer, since I would have acquired this book, maybe ten years ago, if she died or was downsizing? And does she still live in Bankstown? Maybe I’ll visit her one day!

The second one has a bit of history, first of in a library, it then was owned jointly by Pauline and Francis Smith. I like the tacky little notice to wash your hands before reading, I wonder if that was Pauline and Francis’s doing or the library’s?

This second to last one is my favourite, with two amazing sketches, done by someone still in primary school I’d say. If you’re familiar with the stories of the famous five, tell me who you think they’re of!

Here’s my take on them; the dog surely must be Timmy, in a ferocious attitude, possibly protecting the five in a heroic way. And the other drawing? I know it could be either of the boys, but I think, following the Timmy theme, that it’s George. Because, I don’t know, there’s just something about it that makes me think of George. What do you think?

And the last one I found is touching evidence of my own proud ownership!

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Sorry Marian, not this time. 😉

So I hope you enjoyed this second installment of Snippets of The World! If you have any found things that you think fit in with this theme and you want me to showcase them in my new series please email them to me at zurkpoetry@gmail.com, I’d love to see them! (I’d like to point out that I will not include swearing in this series 😊) Thanks very much! 

-zu

 

What A Fish Thinks

A Present for Augustus!

So a little while ago I introduced you all to Augustus The Fish and a lot of you really enjoyed reading his blog What a Fish Thinks. (for those who don’t know, that is also written by me 😉)

Anyway I thought I would share a painting I did of Augustus this week! What do you think?

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I hope Augustus likes it 😂. It is on a folder that will hold all his blog posts for people to read when they visit the Age of Fishes Museum 😊

 

 

One Poem Every Day, Poetry

No. 206 – 25/7/16

Take a step back,

– and smile,

Pour yourself a cup of tea,

– stay a while.

Watch the moon rise on the back of the sun, 

Take a deep breath and count to one. 

Surely the world knows me,

enough to call my name,

So I think I’ll go now,

If it’s all the same.

When we wend the pathways,

I remember every turn,

But everything is different,

The way that rock is set up against that fern.

And the sky is smiling at me,

as I take a boast and set out,

to sea.

-zu

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Now you can see my terrible writing!! 😂

Also at the top you can see yesterday’s poem! No. 206 “Hope” 24/7/16