I went to a poetry workshop yesterday – the theme was nature. One of the exercises was to include a man-made structure, an animal and time. I wrote this poem and this is one of my paintings I did a few years ago.
At the viaduct
The viaduct floating
in early morning mist.
A single figure with a dog
emerges from the drowned
stones. A staccato of barks
echoes under arches.
A thrush sings his three
time song, sudden wing of
burnt sienna – red kite towing
I am retired and live in the NE of England. I try and keep active and interested and involved in a variety of activities: yoga, walking, writing and, since Sept 2019, taking groups round art galleries. We discuss what we have seen and share thoughts about how the works of art have affected us personally. Hopefully I can set up another blog/website about this latter subject before the New Year. My reading includes poetry, fiction, philosophy and other non-fiction. My writing reflects my interests, as you can see if you browse my blog-posts. A number of my poems and other writings have been published online.
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4 thoughts on “At the viaduct”
A very good piece of poetry and artwork!! Thanks for visiting my site. You have a very nice blog here.
This is nice. How was that class? It might be fun looking into one for the summer. Thanks for the idea.
Thanks for feedback. I’ve also got ten tips for writing poetry here too.
I like the way your poem appeals to all Centres – and probably comes out of them…