NOTEBOOK

Welcome to my notebook :)

Here you will find sketches, video postcards, poems, thoughts & dreams.

 

vid_swan

 

vid_kite surfer dysart

 

vid_postcard_beveridge park

 

vid_break in the cloads

 

poem_another forgotten photograph

On my afternoon walk through the park

I stop for a moment

Taken by the beauty of the sky

It’s vast emptiness off-set

By a bulbous day-time moon

It reminds me of a science fiction film

I can almost hear it’s ominous, haunting hum

 

Without thought, I take out my cellphone

Lifting it to the sky

To take a photograph

A photograph that will sit in my image archive

And in all likelihood, never be seen again

 

I continue on

Glancing back at it over my shoulder for a brief moment

Perhaps I’ll look back over it when I get home

Or post it to Instagram

But I doubt it

 

It will just be another forgotten photograph

Another squandered moment

 

This is the modern day experience

 

vid_sunrise lounge

 

vid_light & shadow in the bothy

VID_Murmation

 

vid_down the road

 

poem_the first fall

I saw you on the floor

So beautiful, rich, colourful

Unique

Burnt orange, red and brown

 

Fallen from heights

I could never reach

Ignored

Walked over

Forgotten

 

I saw you on the floor

Your beauty pulled me down

I pulled you up

Held you gently

As the treasure you are

 

They said once you could have been beautiful

Full of life

How could you be any more

Than you are right now

 

The journey in your lines

Springs growth

& Summer’s suns

Written into your skin

To make you as you are

 

I stared for a while

Taken by your detail

I photographed you so I could savour

Not what you once were

Or could have been

But exactly as you now are

 

When your edges fray

 & your holes begin to take you over

I will only adore you more

Each passing day

 

And when you are gone completely

your essence will stay with me

Continuing to brighten all my days

Feeding new growth

In me & all I do

 

Thank you

Beautiful first fallen leaf of Autumn

 

2021_Character sketches

 

poem_rainy morning walk

The park is particularly quiet today

It’s been raining all morning

And I’m the only one in sight

 

All I hear are my footsteps

My frosted breathe

And the rain beating gently on my jacket’s hood

 

In this quiet

My mind busies itself

With thoughts as monotone

As the blanketed sky

 

But then I think of you

Your pink/red jacket

Your blue/purple hair

Your smile

 

I feel the warmth of your hand

That I held in mine on our morning walks

On this same path

 

Sometimes You would hold onto my fingers

Dangling from the arm wrapped over your shoulder

As we walked connected by our sides

‘we’re those ridiculous people’,  You laughed

‘Isn’t it fantastic’

 

The sky is particularly grey today

But even in your absence

From all those miles away

You add colour to my thoughts

You add colour to my life