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Hello, Canadian friends / Bonjour, amis du Canada :)))
Profile
- Publishing Status:
- Poet, Writer, Published, Other
- About Me:
- French born, Shetland-based Poet, Writer of [mainly] micro/flash fiction, with a passion for words & the natural world in which I bathe and breathe - yes, i also belong to the creed of "eco-poets".
Am currently working towards my biggest literary project, [collection of verse] as well as delving into collaborative work with "Garden2Garden" [www.myspace.com/garden2garden]
Selected works published in Scotland & on the web, both in English and in French.
French verse at: www.poesie.webnet.fr/vospoemes/1000/liste.html
- Favorite Book(s):
- Treasure Island, les Fleurs du Mal, Alcools, Cyrano de Bergerac, The Pirate, White Fang, Virtual & Other Realities, Almanacs, Nigh-No-Place, Love & Zen in the Outer Hebrides, The Tree House, Candide, The River Underground, L'Etranger, La Gloire de Mon Pere... among so many others!
- Favorite Author(s):
- R.L Stevenson, Sir Walter Scott, Jack London, Charles Baudelaire, Jacques Prevert, Jean Tardieu, Rimbaud, William Shakespeare, Moliere, Edwin Morgan, Jen Hadfield, Kevin McNeil, Kathleen Jamie, Edmond Rostand, Guillaume Apollinaire, Voltaire, Jean De La Fontaine, Paul Eluard, Albert Camus, Marcel Pagnol... and too many others!!!
Here's a taster ;-)))
Introspection
Hear that pulsar.
I don’t mind us quiet at night.
We have our realms, hidden flowers to tend and touch.
We need that land, edge of our ridge where we define bits of our sky;
that’s when our moon lines up with sun.
Let me watch us with eyes wide shut.
I don’t mind us in rotation,
our shadows resting in silence, leaning against hands of our clocks,
like silhouettes that never fear to cross their paths;
that’s when we feel Earth in motion,
we, fireflies in outer space.
As we let light ignite present,
we hear comets whisper warm words,
unsung riddles sprinkled with dust,
like lullabies on silver shores;
That’s when water reaches my mind.
My Buddha ego on boulder,
I let the world sing its own song & dream awake here on sandstone –
capsules of now caught in cold rain, there, cracked open
on northern skin, as dynamic as dreams at dawn,
like kelpies off equinox tides.
I just mind us, serene, anchored, happy to catch stars with bare hands.
"Northern Garden", NH, 7 April 2008
Hear that pulsar.
I don’t mind us quiet at night.
We have our realms, hidden flowers to tend and touch.
We need that land, edge of our ridge where we define bits of our sky;
that’s when our moon lines up with sun.
Let me watch us with eyes wide shut.
I don’t mind us in rotation,
our shadows resting in silence, leaning against hands of our clocks,
like silhouettes that never fear to cross their paths;
that’s when we feel Earth in motion,
we, fireflies in outer space.
As we let light ignite present,
we hear comets whisper warm words,
unsung riddles sprinkled with dust,
like lullabies on silver shores;
That’s when water reaches my mind.
My Buddha ego on boulder,
I let the world sing its own song & dream awake here on sandstone –
capsules of now caught in cold rain, there, cracked open
on northern skin, as dynamic as dreams at dawn,
like kelpies off equinox tides.
I just mind us, serene, anchored, happy to catch stars with bare hands.
"Northern Garden", NH, 7 April 2008
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I am in awe to your beautiful universe, so poetical!!!
Hmmm, am savouring each "now" and as much as I enjoy this cyberspace world, the earthly one is equally important and beautiful :))). The entire planet is our oyster, and so important when one lives on a remote island! Will have to share with you all here a piece entitled "Skydiver"...
Sharing with you all is pure pleasure :)))
Blessings,
Nat :))
Love and Great Good Fortune,
Your friend,
Barbara Elizabeth Mercer
Toronto, Canada
Thank you for visiting my "world". I am happy you are a painter too.
We have many hats and I am sure it is helping our poetry. Do you have a website as well. I would like to see your work.
Best wishes and warm regards,
Barbara
Thank you for inviting me on your network.
I think I'll feel at home here :)
NH