Our old coal scuttle – modern haiku and other small poems.

Currently I am experimenting with linking sketches to poetry.

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mad Ella ate coal
small pieces from our scuttle
unwed and alone
gran said they took her baby
and the shock sent her insane

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a shimmering globe
mirror of distortion
white space crumpled sky

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talking to yourself
is a sign of sanity
said my old granny

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She looks how I felt
after spending all morning
clearing out the pond
thank goodness for begonias!

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waiting in the wings
was the story of her life
until the tide turned

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Ageism
“We don’t do kindness.
How do you spell sweet reason?
Best check our website
if this is in the prospectus
there will be a waiting list!”

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Right of passage
I was eighteen when the part of Tomboy came up in a second feature film about
travelling in a tiny yacht through the canals of France to St. Marie. A braver girl from a sailing family crossed the channel in an Avon dinghy, a stunt that helped with the finance. My journey was hazardous too, but my right of passage came to an end dancing in the grounds of a chateau in a dress designed by famous fashion house ‘Frank Usher!’

Finding this Avon dingy last week reminded me of the story above.IMG_20190824_144932 (1)

Reference to this journey was included in a poem called ‘Ambition’ from ‘The Puppeteer’s Daughter’ IMG_20190824_191915-001

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Happy days!

Born in London blitz seventy nine years ago today with a broken mouth. My mother used to say considering all the setbacks, it was a miracle that I learned to speak and then I never stopped talking!

All my current sketches are in acrylic.

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1 Response to Our old coal scuttle – modern haiku and other small poems.

  1. Alex says:

    Lovely, Anne. EspecIally Ella, and your wise granny!

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