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A Murmuration of Starlings

By D G Moody on Mon, 05 Feb 2024

Why Starlings gather in their murmurations (from the sound they make) is still a mystery, and long may it be so. We are fortunate in having had some good displays this winter, in the nearby RSPB nature reserve.

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Aubade

By D G Moody on Tue, 30 Jan 2024

It is in the early hours around three, that we come awake, (hence the title) and can fall prey to thinking. Aubade was also a title of one of Larkins poems, which we have been reading in my poetry group. And as much as I admire Larkin it is a very bleak poem (it wouldn't be Larkin otherwise); my poem is less bleak and offers a reconciliation of sorts with memories persistence. (Image courtesy of Pixabay)

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Sparrow Hawk

By D G Moody on Tue, 23 Jan 2024

We had this visitor recently, while sitting in our conservatory enjoying a coffee and watching birds feeding in our garden. What inpressed us was how swiftly it arrived and the same when it departed. (Image courtesy of Ebor from Pixabay)

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The Muse

By D G Moody on Sun, 21 Jan 2024

Aptly summing up my many lost inspirations, when I thought I'd remember that line in the morning; instead of getting up and writing it down. ( Image of Calliope courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

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After reading yours, I just

Posted on Thu, 29 Feb 2024

After reading yours, I just wanted to book our first trip away in wee caravan; and no rain! We must be getting all that passes over you; anyway, nice one again Rhiannon.

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Thanks Jenny. I think what

Posted on Sun, 25 Feb 2024

Thanks Jenny. I think what put us off, is that we heard so much about the 'yoof' descending in swarms into Cornwall during summer, plus the holiday lets (which we also have in Norfolk). In contrast, for less travelling we can find ourselves 'oop...

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So true Luigi; and we only

Posted on Wed, 28 Feb 2024

So true Luigi; and we only have to turn on the news to see how far we've strayed.

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True words Rhiannon; that for

Posted on Tue, 27 Feb 2024

True words Rhiannon; that for all their moments of rebellion they also need boundaries to feel both safe and free to grow. Funnily enough the same is for dogs.

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Lovely poem Jenny, and

Posted on Sun, 25 Feb 2024

Lovely poem Jenny, and congrats for the cherries. Oddly enough I've never been to Cornwall - Devon was my limit; probably due to distances - the same takes me north, where I love to be.

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Evocative for me, of how John

Posted on Sun, 25 Feb 2024

Evocative for me, of how John Lennon composed his lyrics - a worthy cherry Ed.

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The diference between a weed

Posted on Sat, 24 Feb 2024

The diference between a weed and a flower can be just a judgement - good poem.

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That great mystery, what was

Posted on Sat, 24 Feb 2024

That great mystery, what was there before the universe, and if the universe did not have a cause, what caused it? Anyway, a lovey poem - thank you.

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A fascinating read Rhiannon;

Posted on Tue, 20 Feb 2024

A fascinating read Rhiannon; and I can see I will need to come back to it a few more times; but from what I can understand so far, it is the unanawered question of the first cause, which for many is God.

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Well, I'm glad you did post

Posted on Tue, 20 Feb 2024

Well, I'm glad you did post it Ewan; and I could discern a story - the expat in Spain maybe? And the tone reminded me a bit of Eliot - the measuring out in spoons was a great line.