Poetry, Prose & Creativity
July 21, 2012 31 Comments
Rock of Gibraltar ~ photo credit: Wikipedia
I watched the colt
tugging at the training bit,
sleek shoulders lined with muscle,
thoroughbred hooves
cutting into sand.
He rises now, like a river,
unpredictable,
swelling into his rider’s hands
and I wondered how it would feel,
what power we would have
when his thin back broadened
and we obeyed the earth and wind.
© 2012 Louise Hastings
Written in response to dVersepoets poetics prompt ~ in Schiller’s footsteps :)
March 25, 2012 35 Comments
Copyright: James Rainsford, Used with Permission
A sudden rainbow across heavy skies
brings rare sunshine and fleeting light on water.
I throw off the winter cold and bare pale skin
to the sun, paint myself anew with colours
fresh and bright. The days go by
like a smile on an empty face
and I ripen in the sunshine
beneath an oozing, soft green light,
tangling serotonin in my hair,
lemon-blossom from the meadow at my feet.
But a shadow drags behind me
whenever the weather breaks.
Steady rain lashes at the window,
splashes city parks and dead end streets,
trickles down my neck and pools around my wrists.
As the darkness spreads there’s not much of me left.
I run towards the fragile, summer sun.
©2012 Louise Hastings
Written for the wonderful prompt at dVersepoets Poetics ~ Patterns, Pictures and Poems hosted by James Rainsford
I am a writer and author of a first collection of poetry, Phases of the Moon published by Winter Goose Publishing in 2012. My newest book is a children's fiction novel, Beatha - A Badger's Story written to help raise funds for the Badger Trust. A nature lover and defender of Gaia, I am inspired by the beautiful countryside of Somerset in South West England. I love reading and writing, and allowing my thoughts and emotions to breath through the power of artistic expression.
