Flock – still plugging away

The formatting of images goes on, dragging its tail behind it. I still have quie a few to do before I can really start looking for the elements and reasons for why it probably won't work. I have a few in mind, already. Principally, I suppose, is my concern that too many of the backgrounds …

Update on the ‘Flock’ collection

Flock - 2 page spread - 03/08/2021 I thought you might be interested in progress of the 'flock' collection. I have a basic layout, now. Not entirely sure it will last the distance, but it comprises a manuscript, with all the bits of front and back matter in their set place (at least the way …

the song (of the Flock)

Yesterday, I coincidentally learned a little more about the flock of pigeons that so captivated me with their wheeling around and across the sky a couple of years back. I wonder if anything of this sort is truly coincidence. I was told that the flock was the personal joy of a fragile young man who …

another day, another rabbit (er . . . pigeon) to pursue . . .

Flock project - sample page #1 26/07/2021 Back awhile (in 2018) I had the good fortune of having two flocks of pigeons grace the sky over and around my home, here in Beechworth. I'm not sure what happened, but around the same time, perhaps 18 months or 2 years ago, they both disappeared. I believe …

Elyne Mitchell Photo Story Award 2021 winner – should I need

Poem #33 from the Flock collection - should I need a balance between the mobthe massthe flock and being memyselfI aloneenough to express myself to bewho I am to be close enoughto findcomfort should I need ~

The Elyne Mitchell Photo Story Award

I rarely enter poetry competitions anymore. Occasionally I am tempted to try my hand at book awards or other literary honors because it is necessary to dip a finger into the water from time to time. For the most part, I keep my head down and concentrate on writing and developing my work in my …

#Flock 90: waiting (patient)

I've been inspired by a trick some colleagues used as the cover reveal for a new book. I hope you're interested in Jigsaw puzzles, because the picture for this poem is here. Happy puzzling. ~~~~~~~~~~ little bird little bird why do you wait what do you see is it a crumb of wisdom that might …

the forest lewinii (ours)

let us all rise up high to sing a machine gun song chip-chip-chip-chip let the forests ring with our call chip-chip-chip-chip even unseen they will know we are here we are alive the forest . . . this forest is ours chip-chip-chip-chip chip ~

watching (who and who)

yellow bird little bird there you are here is me I came here to spend time watching you you came here I see you watching me yellow bird this is your place I am here and it is right that you watch me watch me leave ~

fly (from my) no harm

you my golden bird gentled to my hand do I own you? are you free? no and no ~ leave golden wonder fly from here from me who would do you no kind of harm at all but break you with love all the same ~