Stone Roughly triangular No side longer Than my little finger Hidden in hand Tightly held Edges smoothed by mountain stream Bllack shadows leach from base Residues of red indicate strata Mere fragment Of larger stone Rock Boulder Cliff Mountain Planet How long has it been petrified? Changing From soft To hard As a rock Yesterday,Continue reading “Once upon a time I felt petrified”
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New film – Bev ‘D’ Lydney Harbour – a dredger in motion
NEW FILM 2021 – BEV ‘D’ LYDNEY HARBOUR A visual poem, the film has a dreamlike quality, shot at dusk and dawn, when the light shifted softly. A commissioned soundtrack by composer Andrew Heath captures the tone of the activity perfectly. Lydney Harbour hasn’t been dredged for over twenty years. Bev D was filmed thereContinue reading “New film – Bev ‘D’ Lydney Harbour – a dredger in motion”
When You Call I Shall Come film – one year on
It is nearly a year since I filmed the footage of the Spring Bore at the start of the covid19 pandemic. There were no surfers, few other viewers. Just me and the Severn. It was very poignant, a privilege. Next week I shall film again, haunted by the memory of that unique moment in time.Continue reading “When You Call I Shall Come film – one year on”
Visioning in a pandemic
staring into white spacewaitingi see a circlein the skystart to emergethen fade awayi’m watchingslow breathingthe whitenessblocking my ability to thinkthe tide coming inand going outthings float across my visionmy eye keeps returningto the whiteand the yellowoh so slightlyyellow circlethat i keep thinkingi can seebut then can’tbirds call in the dawngetting louder with hopefor a newContinue reading “Visioning in a pandemic”
‘between’ a new film on a day of conflicts and tensions
Today is an in-between day In the USA the left and the right fight it out (literally it appears); in the UK we await our 2nd lockdown tomorrow; autumn sunshine – winter chill Neither here nor there The River Severn continues to flow Soon what is in front of us, will be behind us It’sContinue reading “‘between’ a new film on a day of conflicts and tensions”
Out of Control
For Brexit, taking back control was the plan Handbrake off, heading for brick wall No seatbelt Out of control Is where we are with Covid Handbrake snapped, heading for cliff edge Inefficient testing A government hoist by its own petard Disregards laws, driven by a charlatan whose arrogance Is beyond our control No PPE canContinue reading “Out of Control”
REACHING SATURATION POINT
Listening to the weather when I awake It is unsettled and petulant With a grey moody texture Swishes of tyres, squelching of feet The soundtrack of recent weeks Puddles become pools become rivers Heavy grey skies mirrored in a spectacular waterland As far as the eye can see Water defies boundaries, bursts banks, streams overContinue reading “REACHING SATURATION POINT”
Face down – poem
Foxes
I saw the old fox in his den in hiding with his family around him fragile and unsteady with a long past behind he sees no future yet is content in that knowing his fear is limited by brief time remaining I saw the young fox cub basking in the sun alone fragile and unsteady with no past toContinue reading “Foxes”
Carolyn Black 