Shallow cast-iron bowl sits
Upon a pedestal, black,
Surmounted by smaller urn,
Silver metal sphere within.
Water fell from one t’other.
Home now to Sylvan trailing.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
Photography
Against all odds
After upsizing some of our potted plants we had a spare container which we excitedly filled with begonias. A few days of 35 to 40oC temperatures last Summer resulted in begonia devastation. From the cataclysm a sole survivor popped up in Spring this year, this is its first bloom.
Grave Blue Yonder
Earth’s clear blue eyes hint at fathomless depths,
Ripples sparkle by moonlight, in sunshine,
Zigzag squiggles dance to an unheard song,
Rainbow patterns entice the weary soul.
Bubbles show momentary glimpse below,
Effervescent beads surge upwards, pop, pop.
Eddies undulate to sooth, to caress,
Soft touch belies a harsh fatality.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
If you liked Grave Blue Yonder have a look at More Precious than Diamonds
Why have trees near power lines?
Spring’s chainsaw time;
Each year bottlebrush’s limbs
Brutally sacked,
Savagely hacked.
By Summer time
New growth’s dense
Chance to recover’s immense.
Why have trees near power lines?
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Crepe Myrtle
Thanks to Adventures and Musings of a Hedgewitch I now know the name of the fantastic flowering trees that bring colour to our home suburb. What coincidences that the inspiration for Peace at Home is the shadow of a Crepe Myrtle tree in Winter and that I read about them for first time in Anne Rice’s Mayfair Witches based in New Orleans!
The intensity of the sunshine in the pictures gives you a hint of the difference in temperature we experience in Sydney in June compared to January.
Freedom for the few
Our rights need to earn,
But no bra to burn!
What’s liberating,
Without berating?
Just one public kiss,
A moment of bliss.
Walking hand in hand
Throughout the land,
Swimming in the nude,
It’s natural not lewd.
Equal’s just too much;
Politics and such.
Viva le revolution
The gay marriage solution!
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
Gift keeps on giving
Quite soon after moving to Sydney a friend gave us a dracaena, it is hardy, easy to grow and prune. The large black plastic pot it came in also had begonias and this succulent. It sends out runners with long fleshy, serrated, elliptic shaped leaves and tall spikes with delicate looking pink bell shaped flowers.
Not time for a bath
It’s too early for Stan.
“Up too late, let me
rest while I can,
Too bright for sleep
And noisy by half.
My games will keep
Not time for a bath!”
Downtown Mykonos
Imagine 30+oC temperatures at dusk, the faint clatter of people, furniture and table wear, a distant scooter; warming up for a Summer’s evening.
Caryatids with a view
One of my pictures from our trip to the Med in 2012. The following quote from Athens Greece Guide, Erechtheum, The Erechtheum of Acropolis, 3rd paragraph, explains what you’re looking at:
The Erechtheum is known mainly through its porch, its columns instead of pillars had six girls (korai) known as the Caryatids (named after the city of Karya in the Peloponnese), but it is not known exactly who they represent. One of the six Caryatids was brought in 1811 by Lord Elgin to Britain (now in the British Museum), the remaining five were replaced by replicas to prevent further damage from the smog (the originals are in the Acropolis Museum).
http://www.athensguide.org/erechtheion-karyatides.html viewed on 22 January 2014.
