The words and phrases for this week’s paint chip challenge from Gigglingfattie are Lunar Tide, Dark Everglade, Green Parakeet and Kauai.
I found this challenge really difficult – I was nonplussed by three of the paint chips.
I am familiar with Green parakeets as they have become naturalised in parts of the UK. I have seen and heard them around London and South Manchester. I learned that they come from an area of southern USA and Central America.
Kauai is one of the Hawaiian Islands I hadn’t heard about. I had to research the number of syllables – there are three with the emphasis on the second one, and the pronunciation. The final sound is EE. Kauai more or less rhymes with Hawaii.
There are some beautiful pictures of the island on the web.
Lunar tides were a puzzle to me. I was under the impression that tides were governed by the moon. A bit of research showed me that there are two components – the gravitational pull of the sun also affects the tides. (It’s becoming obvious I didn’t study geography long enough.)
Dark Everglade was another phrase that I didn’t understand. Everglades are swampy areas of grass in Florida.
Now I’ve sorted out all of that it is easier to write a poem!
The lunar tide controls the size Of exposed sand around Kauai. Tourists feast their eyes On mountains and blue sea, On trees of dark everglade green And fields coloured like green parakeets. I have never seen Kauai’s island treats.
How many of these phrases did you understand, dear Reader? Which country do you live in?
This week Gigglingfattie has chosen Touchable, Wistful beige, Smokey Cream and Rose Pearl. My first thoughts were about slinky evening wear, but I wrote about something more staid.
In Neutral Shades
The bridge players Sit around the card table. An ageing wife wonders How long she will be touchable.
The cards are cut, Dealt, picked up and rearranged. In a wistful beige skirt, Blouse smokey cream; estranged
Is not the state She hankers after. They bid Ending with ‘No trumps’. Partners Know how each plays, cards hid.
Nervously she Fingers her string of rose pearls; Playing the dummy’s hand She regrets her greying curls.
Recently Annmarie Miles interviewed me about my poetry and my faith. The radio interview is to be aired in a programme on UCB Ireland on Thursday 16th June at 8pm British Summer Time. It will be repeated on Sunday 19th June at 7am BST. This is a completely new experience for me. I hope it will encourage the listeners.