Creative Expression

Following my journal in Skiathos last year, I have ordered a leather journal in the hope that I spend a little more time recording some of my thoughts, wildlife notes and little incidences that get forgotten in time. Sometimes, I think life has little signs that maybe mean something and maybe not but, I remain open to the possibility that they do. This post is a little expression regarding one of my coincidences.

It started with this demoiselle in Skiathos floating down the stream.



I then went on to learn some interesting things about the magical forest in Skiathos and questions that I had thought about for a while were answered by a lady who also has a deep love of nature. So, I finally put the thoughts and words from my head into some poetry....given that I am 30 years rusty writing anything in rhyme. And for me, it does have to rhyme. I am a traditionalist!

Late in the summer, floating downstream
Sparkles of light glisten and gleam,
A dainty demoiselle catches a ride
Before fingers of Autumn cause heat to subside.

Seasonal shapes crumple and furl
Twisting and falling, gracefully swirl.
Icy branches of frost creep and form
Contours of twisted russets adorn.

Winter, the host, standing still and bare
With his arms outstretched in cold, crisp air.
Silently dormant in the elements, he waits
For the harbinger of Spring to unlock the gates.

Ephemeral first signs, the buds burst again
Bright leaves, emergence, the fresh and the green
Soft misty rain above the canopy
Then sun will shine on the Sycamore tree.

We have been back for over a month now and it almost seem that wherever I go sycamore leaves and trees keep cropping up over again. When I was contemplating this outside, this leaf simply materialised in front of me. I thought I would paint it and articulate it all.



Good practice for my journal.....