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17 October 2014

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~ Carpet of Leaves ~

How the Autumn
Has colours to please
Where ever one
Had a wish to walk.

A kirkyard once
Visited by many
Quiet was the scene
Of past memories
Of loved ones
Now here
They rest
In peace.




Flowers
Are few
For some
What seem
Abandoned
and uncared.

Such is the state
Of ancient past
The gravestones
Reveal much
To we - the unknown.

Nature takes care
When none
Who visit
For it allows
Colour to enter
With its
Carpet of leaves.

By

Peter © Copyright 2007




Posted on Island Poet at 13:12



~ Window of Life ~

~ Window of Life ~


Stop a moment
Please do
Look closely
Not of knights
In armour
Nor of saints
Looking down.

Instead we see
Ordinary folk
The salt of the earth
Whose daily life
Harsh it could be
End yet another day.

As they leave
The shipyard
Another day
To come.

Thoughts had they
And ambitions too
Families to feed
Pennies were few.

A night by the fire
A bedtime story
For some youngster
As the bedroom
window view
Shows dad's
Place of work
And Uncles
And brothers
All there too.

Life is depicted
In many a scene
And yet captured here
In coloured glass
Within a cathedral
What of life?
Here is you.

By

Islandpoet © Copyright 2007




Posted on Island Poet at 10:52



Outdoor Enjoyment

Kirra - would like to show you how to enjoy the Autumn Outdoors:




Kirra says wear a warm coat and enjoy each day.
Posted on Island Poet at 15:55



~ Storms of Mull ~

Gales appear to be
Never ending
As one does battle
To walk outdoors.

Rain lashing
In combination
The bullies of elements
Strike at will.

Only those who have need
Dare leave the safety of home
Wrapped in coats & capes
Hats secured under chin.

Harshness of the isles
It man seem to those
Who visit - brief indeed.

Leaves sodden underfoot
Flooding on roads
Unable to cope
Fools are those
Whose haste
Blinkered of car
Splash the poor soul
Who has to walk outdoors.

By

isle poet

Posted on Island Poet at 09:19



Meet - KIRRA

I would like you to meet my Cavalier King Charles and her name is 'Kirra'.



If you see Kirra and I - on our walks stop and say hello - she loves a cuddle.




If you are a nice young lady - I too luv a nice cuddle :lol: although I will understand if you prefer to give Kirra a hug - after all she is beautiful.
Posted on Island Poet at 13:27



Royal Mail

We all luv to receive mail - okay well sometimes - we do.







How about receiving when it is daylight - otherwise I may fall asleep - in the dark - waiting, and waiting.
Posted on Island Poet at 09:45



Glimpse of a Smile

The wind and rain - so often appears - and dark clouds ever present - dim the light of a smile.






May the glimmer of sunshine and blue sky - bring some light relief to each and everyone of us - perhaps - even a smile.
Posted on Island Poet at 14:23



Displaying my 'L' plates

As you know I am recent mover to the isle of Mull - and delighted I am too in finding such a beautiful and traquil location for my writing.

Obviously being new - my 'L' plates - continue to be displayed - on my wee jacket - as I embark on my walk of Tobermory - and my attempts at learning what is going on.

With my eyesight - not easy!!!



I noticed (2) large ships in the bay - today (*Monday), one of which was tied up at the pier.

Now can anyone assist as to what these ships might be - and also are they visitors from the mainland on a tour or from another isle.

The other ship anchored in the Bay - I think - unless he was navigating after taking a wrong trurn!!!

I was using my wee Sony Ericsson Mobile Phone to take this shot.


Posted on Island Poet at 15:28



~ Beauty Outdoors ~

Leave the claustrophobic flat
High up the stairs
Out of sight.

Windows overlooking
The flats so old
Voices to be heard
And so very cold.

Music so loud
If that is what
It is called
Echoes around
This claustrophobic
Flat so cold.

Stairs so creaking
Wood painted beams
Lead out to a world unseen
For some confined
In their homes.



How nice it would be
For they to venture
Out into a world a new
A sight to behold
If only they could
Perhaps one day
Their dream will
Come true.

By

Isle Poet © Copyright 2008


Posted on Island Poet at 05:16



Notebook Cool Pad

I recently purchased a HP Mini Notebook - and excellent it is too.

However, I noticed the internal fan appeared to be working overtime - due to the heat build up.

So I decided to take the plunge on 'eBay'.

I purchased a notebook cool pad - and you can see a photo here of what it looks like.





It arrived via recorded delivery on Friday - and I am impressed.

Certainly does cool my note-book and even I enjoy the breeze from its (2) fans - of course there are (2) blue lights to enhance the stand - and late at night - anyone going past my home - would probably think I was having a disco - ah yes fond memories of 'disco's.

One has to open one's wee purse from time to time, and I think it is a wise investment - less than £10.


Posted on Island Poet at 07:17





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