20 Friday Jun 2014
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Despite all the troubles in the world sometimes the feeling of bliss is overwhelming when you wake up and feel the summer morning bursting with life and renewal – my thoughts on such a day:
come blackbird
sing your song
bring nestlings
they belong
in this world
of morning
no ‘u’ for
day is dawning ©2014
This is the first of a trilogy which will form part of my third anthology, probably out in 2015.
Very best wishes, especially to those who are poets or who love poetry – Denny Bradbury
09 Monday Jun 2014
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A nugget worthy of sharing from the more mystical writings of Emily Dickinson. Some of her small musings are deep and mysterious although this one’s meaning is very clear. I love it:
I stepped from Plank to Plank/A slow and cautious way/The Stars about my Head I felt/About my Feet the Sea.
I knew not but the next/Would be my final inch-This gave me that precarious Gait/Some call Experience.
Very best wishes and thanks to Emily
Denny Bradbury
26 Monday May 2014
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A short but busy break in Salzburg followed by Vienna has left me reeling at the splendour of the two cities. Salzburg was by far the most enjoyable and had an atmosphere to which Vienna could only aspire. We enjoyed the grandeur and art of Vienna but also found it overwhelming. Salzburg was delightful and may well see us return to savour once more its squares, gardens and welcoming hospitality. We worked out our own version of the Sound of Music tour and revelled thoroughly in the places that are permanently etched in so many minds from the iconic film. Mozart, Strauss and flowers, nothing disappointed here. Travelling is about broadening the mind but it is also true that it is about self discovery, I now know that I am a country person at heart and like cities if they are small and manageable. Perhaps it is because I was born in Winchester. Western Austria has given rise to ideas for more poetry but all those are as yet unformed. I am consulting with my muse about them at the moment.
Wherever you travel, I hope you enjoy the experience and that you fulfil your dreams.
Best wishes, Denny Bradbury
29 Tuesday Apr 2014
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Inspiration from nature seems endless. Usually the poems appear in my head and are almost complete needing just a tweak to satisfy. However I have had one on going for 6 months and can’t seem to get it right. It is a poem about a magnificent larch tree. I am sure it is worth pursuing but just for now it is elusive. How right the American poet Joyce Kilmer was when he wrote:
Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.
My attempt starts from the point of view of the tree:
What mighty larch, how see you? What mighty larch is your view?
Hug a tree for fun, people will think you’re mad but then in the long run it doesn’t really matter.
Very best wishes
Denny Bradbury
25 Tuesday Mar 2014
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There are times when only poetry will do to satisfy the inner hunger and hurt that the world throws your way. Today I remember Yeats;
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Thank you Yeats,
To those who hurt today, and for those who know from bursting through the clouds in an aeroplane, the sun is there beyond the clouds.
Best wishes, Denny Bradbury
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