Pacific Island paint chip poem

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!

Pacific Island

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?


Neutral shades paint chip poetry challenge

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.


Paint chip challenge Rain dance

This week Giggling Fattie’s paint chips are Rain Dance, Clear Vista, Sea Wind and Reef Blue. My poem is about observations from our windows. Fell is a northern word for mountain.

I am including a photo of the Isle of Man seen on the horizon from our garden. It rained heavily later that evening!. More of my photos may be seen on Sue’s words and pictures.

Rain Dance

Gulls’ rain dance aims to fool
The unsuspecting worms, which rise
Thinking that raindrops are falling;
Being eaten is an unpleasant surprise!

Over their heads the clear vista
Has the outline of the Isle of Man
Shrunk by distance to look like a reef –
Blue fells are seen during the horizon’s scan.

They say that if the island appears
Rain will certainly follow, no doubt
From clouds driven by the Sea Wind.
Should we ever risk hanging the washing out?

Dark cliffs in foreground, sea and sky similar shades with the Isle of Man bluer on the horizon
Isle of Man on the horizon