Welsh Home in the Morning

Welsh Home in the Morning


Birds are all a twitter

The tractors out to play

A distant sound of rumbling

Along the winding way


Water it is trickling

With golden weaves of fish

A lonely quack of duckling

To break the peaceful wish


Clouds so softly spreading

The trees stand proud each day

A single bark of wanting

To dance amidst the hay


People they are rising

With gentleness and calm

A far off plane is passing

What seems to be a farm


Rain it is so threat’ning

The air is damp and chill

A golden thread is drifting

To warm the writer’s quill


Earth is giving goodness

With leaves and buds and seeds

A show of labour’s loving

To meet the grower’s needs


Home is where the heart is

The gift of life to share

A blend of couple’s dreaming

And all that makes a pair


Wales it is so precious

With love for all to give

A place where nature’s living

Makes life so positive


Stars that twinkle in the night

Stars that seem to glow so bright

Through the depths my soul does feel

A gentle pull that makes me reel


Stars that wander in the day

Stars that gather come what may

Through the magic that awaits

A welcome calm is what it takes


Stars that follow moonlit ways

Stars that send their softest gaze

Through the heaven’ly spirit guide

An angel takes me for a ride


Stars that fondest thoughts evoke

Stars that drift afore I’ve woke

Through the glistening wands of light

A touch of wonder fills the night

Morning Pages and an untitled poem

Many years ago I came across Julie Cameron’s book, The Artist’s Way.  One very important thing I gained from this was the practice of morning pages (which can be done at any time of the day when you have peace on your own).  For those that don’t know, this involves having pen and a large notebook, a quiet and comfortable space on your own, and then writing a set number of pages (I believe it’s 3) without stopping.  Write about anything that comes to mind, don’t think about it or plan what you are going to write.  If you don’t know what to write, just write ‘I don’t know what to write’ repeatedly until something else appears on the page.  This may sound silly but from my own experience it really works and it is really surprising where the writing may lead.  Sometimes I have written poems this way and below are some verses that appeared one day.


Whatever dreams you may have

Let them sway

Like the trees in the wind going with the flow

With good roots, know that they’re OK.


Whatever thoughts you may have

They’re precious

Like jewels sprinkled on a moonlit pond

With respect, know that they’re secure


Whatever love you may have

t’is a gift

Like nothing else in the world

With love, know that you love.


This poem was written some while ago and was inspired by a documentary about light and how important it is to our lives.



Where does light come from

it comes all around

We take it for granted

till it can’t be found


What if it left us

and never came back

Our lives would be ruined

with such a big lack


What is its value

and do we all know

that light is our leader

controls where we go


Our clock it is ticking

we live day to day

and light is the reason

we find the right way


Yet do we take notice

of what our soul feels

and do we respect it

the natural wheels


I gaze with such wonder

at all that light is

A miracle surely

without it we’ll zizzzz….  or not!


I have found my poems!!!  Such a relief as they are very personal to me, so will be sharing some of them over the coming weeks.




I love to sit and feel the warming sun

and read the words that scatter on the page

as breeze and shifty bees do test my strength

to wallow in the pillows of the spring.


I yearn to be with nature all the time

and let my mind evolve across the field

as footsteps lay before the way is set

to take me through the crazy wooded mire.


I love to sit and feel the warming sun

and hear the tweeting call from far above

as distance floats between the knitted yarn

to free me from the traps that I have won.

Fantastic Waves – a link to an amazing photographer

After sharing my poem about the sea, it reminded me about photographs I had seen captured by a surfer of the inside of waves.  The photographer and surfer is Clark Little.  He shares his amazing photos and videos, I have never before seen anything like it.  Take a look at his website http://www.clarklittlephotography.com, you won’t be disappointed.  Let me know what you think of his work.  Kay

The Sea’s Gift

When I was sorting through papers the other day I came across a copy of one of my lost poems – one of my favourites.  So here it is …  The poems I have written to date are spontaneous as they come.  This one reflects the beneficial effect that walking by the sea can make to me.

The Sea’s Gift


Swirling, swelling, choffing about

ever there, forever no doubt

Wondrous feeling, breezing hair

Visual landscape, no compare.


Softly, seeping, lapping away

ever there, forever a day

Gentle ebbing, loving cure

Sensual feelscape, yet so pure.


Twilight, twinkling, milling anew

ever there, forever for you

Heaven crying, flowing deep

Mystical dreamscape, I will keep.


Sunshine warming, glist’ning delight

ever there, forever my might

Soulful cleansing, giving hope

Miracle seascape, I can cope.


Art for All – and Zentangle

I strongly believe that art in its widest sense should be available and accessible to anyone.  Many people may not have tried anything creative since they were at school.  I have seen how providing an environment where people feel at ease, together with a range of materials – sometimes just blank paper and felt tips – can have surprising results.  After an initial hub of conversation, a quietness descends as most people become engrossed in their own activity.  Some may struggle initially as it is a new experience but they often gain inspiration from what is happening around them, seeing what others are doing.  Their self-esteem increases and there is a sense of pride in their achievement.

i was intrigued when reading kelzbelzphotography.wordpress.com blog to find out about Zentangle, an art method that is a form of meditation as it is practiced mindfully.  It is suitable for young and old and can be done anywhere.  Check out the Zentangle website to find out how it started and hear the stories of some of the people who have been trained to teach this method and their own personal experiences of the benefits.  www.zentangle.com