Unfolded

                                                                                      10th Oct 2016

It is the 10th day of the Octpowrimo challenge and so far, so good. Whether or not I make it to the end of the month is yet to be seen. 
A bit of a fun acrostic:

Unfolded

                                            Arrive at hotel, throw sUitcases on bed

 Kick off shoes aNd breathe deeply 

                        Take time to unFold the neat memos in your mind

                    And later as you unfOld your clothes and put them away

Take delight and  pLeasure in the peace

      That starts to Deepen in your soul

                These momEents are yours to own

                                             Be still as the now unfolDs  within. 

The Cows

                                                                                            9th Oct 2016

Yesterday I completed my first 5k park run in the morning and realised that if I get into the London Marathon, which I will hear on 18th, I have a long way to go before I am going to be fit to take part. But I will jolly well have a good try and if necessary walk it. I would , however, like to get a medal for taking part and to do that I have to complete it by six in the evening, which is about eight hours.

We also heard the very good news last night that we have a new grandson, which, as you can imagine is wonderful. I will , at some point, change my blog bio again to include this latest information.

And today we went for a walk through fields with another grandchild who has a birthday this weekend.

The Cows

Some with walking shoes, others with wellies,

Coats and scarves to keep form the cold

Children ,parents and old folk too 

Off on an adventure 

To see the cows.

Down narrow roads and muddy country lanes,

To footpaths overgrown with briars,

Children , parents and old folk too,

Trudge through  fields

And find the cows.

"Warning, bull in the field" said the sign by the style ,

But nowhere to be seen , the bull, so

Children, parents and old folk too,

All climb over to the field,

With the cows.

Keeping eyes wide open and walking close together,

Chatting to stop spiraling thoughts of the bull  

Children , parents and old folk too  

Reach the other side leaving

Behind the cows 

What Noise

                                                8th Oct 2016

Thank you to all my loyal readers. Today the visits to my blog exceeded 22000. That is just amazing . Also, I'm so grateful for all the comments, so encouraging to read what people think of my random words. 

Well I did the park run this morning . Five kilometers of gasping for breath as I ran for ten seconds and walked for ten minutes, but, I wasn't last and now feel energised. I recommend  it to everyone.  

So, the following poem came about after I had to get up this morning at five thirty - I have to tell you, that is in the dark - so that I could take my husband to the station. And the rain just came down like a tsunami had disturbed the heavens . 

What is That Noise

What's that noise?

In the dark the flask is filled 

With tea there's no time to drink

 Now,

What is that noise?

Soda bread buttered and 

wrapped for later, there's no time to eat 

Now

That noise...

Hurry, pack your rucksack 

You have a train to catch

Out the door

Ahh, the noise

It's a downpour

Run to the car

It's not that far

But soaked we are

Tasty

                                                                                 7th Oct 2016

My thoughts seem to revolve around food at the moment. Is it the prompts from #octpowrimo2016  do you think or am I thinking too much of my stomach now that the cold weather is upon us.
I ran this morning, not far, just over a mile in fact, wanting to get fit for my first park run this weekend. It's a 5k run, which will probably take me around 50 mins to complete - at least that's what I'm hoping. I'll let you know .

Anyway to continue with my poem for today:

I've tried an acrostic around based around the word tasty.


                                  Tasty

         When There is no butter

Crush some garlic And blend with olive oil.

                  Use thiS on bread or with salad

                      It's so Tasty that you will wonder

                              Why You have't discovered it before

A Tantalising Aroma

                                                                                      6th October 2016

We have started a monthly lunch club in our parish . A hard working team giving time to help the community grow. We had a great day on our trial shift - although exhausting , it was also hugely satisfying. As my brain is in a bit of a spin now I found that all I felt I could write about was that.



A Tantalising Aroma


Ooo, that's a tantalising aroma...
A cheery, red face peered around the door.
He was early -  we were late
We had arrived at nine and
Scrubbed and
Rubbed and
Disinfected every corner of the kitchen
Had to be done. That was before
Any food preparation
So, we were late, not very, but still...
Door of oven slammed shut at 11.40 am
Chicken pies on target for 12.30.
He came at 11.50, expecting a meal at
12.00 midday .
We looked after him, gave him coffee,
Then others came to join him.
The work went on.
Dicing carrots, shredding cabbage , boiling potatoes..
And for the dessert - sponge to make
To cover the apples that came
Free.
All sixteen diners eating by 12.40
Enough food to feed forty -
The amount there'll be next week
Words of appreciation and much
Chatting together -
Our practice run went well...
We learnt a lot....
Made a list for the replay
Yes, , with mind and hall cleared
 I sat back and appreciated
That comment
And agreed
Not just a tantalising aroma but
A delicious repast to boot.

Sharp Words

                                                                                                                                                                    5th Oct 2016


I'm going to be extremely busy today but wanted to get some words down.
Catch up later

Sharp Words.

Stopping to talk makes me late
Pick up your step, hurry along,
Good that I've worn my running trainers.
Can I make it in tow minutes
Would hate to slink in after the start.
Puffing, panting I'm here.
A seat by the window, more light coming in,
Not to near to the leader.
I'm not the last by far today,
Three more wander in and unperturbed
Take their places.
Creative writers gathered together
I feel a fraud .
The comments today seem sharp,
Sharp and unfair
Silencing inspiration.
When it's over , I amble off on my way
With subject for homework ringing round
Foggy corners of my mind,
Turning it maybe into possibilities
For  new words next week

Ruby

                                                                                                                                                                                           4th Oct 2016

                                           
So, it's day 4 and I have written some words. Found it hard to write anything but pondered on a meeting with a friend yesterday . Thinking about the prompt, purple, I was struck by her ring
                                              Ruby

One ring with ruby set in gold -  from Afganistan she said,

Worn on her finger, since her engagement

More than forty years before.

Her brother, mining in Kabul province - all those years ago,

Found the gem and had it taken  to 

A jeweller to cut and shine.

This stone, once precious for it's  beauty and value

Now is loved for a truer motive 

The years having set in the stone the permanence

of their bond.

This small purple gem containing love and hope 

In deep colour

Burying flecks of division within

Holding the promise of eternity

Before the Sun

3rd October
And now we come to the third day. Did you find some of the other poets that I told you about? If not, go look...
I would like to go running this morning but I'm nursing a blister so I need to be patient.

Before the Sun

You are up before dawn, ready to take on the world,
Stretching those muscles and toes that were curled
In sleep
Not sure how you plan to make use of the day
You sparkle and shine giving to all your ray
To keep
To wake with such energy surprises and thrills you
Bring on the light you say there's jobs to do
Let's get going.
The sun is deciding to pop up , look there
The darkness is sent and a a glimmer appears.
Let's start sowing

The Void

   2nd Nov

Am praying for mum and dad today , the Feast of All Souls.  I've put this on the post "The Void" as I felt it was a different way of looking at the same theme


One day we will meet again and one another understand,
With all the pain and suffering gone, reach for each other's hand.
Our joy will be that then we'll know why we acted the way we did,
Our knowing will be complete - nothing at all will be hid.

The love we had between us so hard to show sometimes ,
Will be evident -   no need for shady rhymes.
We'll spend our time getting to know the people we are, really,
Our deepest hopes and longings will be there for us to see.

I wait for that day when we with a happy heart,
And it won't matter how long we've been apart,
For you will be waiting on the other side for me
And when I get there, there you will be




 2nd October 2016

OK, so it's the second day of the challenge and I already feel that the way is too hard. But, the easy road isn't always the most beneficial. If you want to see the poems of all the other participants in the poem a day for October challenge go to poetsonthepage.blogspot.com .

The Void

Look at you taking the broad path, soft grass underfoot,
Lightness in your step,
Warmed by your friend from her place in the Heavens,
Accompanied by many along this pleasant way
Breathing ,with you, the fresh ,wholesome air.
But...
But in your soul, a void,
A void of hopelessness and misery,
A void of emptiness and wasted dreams
Crushed, buried.
Turn...
Turn and see the other path, the one less trodden, narrow, steep.
Stones falter your step, the wind, the rain, slow your progress.
Weakness pulls on your strong shoulders.
Yet...
Yet, on this path, in your soul,
Light, fullness of joy, a joy that bursts forth ,
And you smile,
You smile.

A Walk in Time

                                                                                                                                                                     1st October 2016
A few words for the Octpowrimo challenge:

It's the first of October and this morning

 I wentfor an early walk.

 I was hoping to start at 6.30,

 but it was dark and wet and I wasn't ready. 

At seven fifteen

 I left the house, but after five minutes it was clear that 

the trainers I'd chosen to wear 

were going to be a problem 

for the blister on my left heal - an injury that has more to do

 with fashion and pride than walking ,

 as it came about because I was trying to impress,

 knowing that I look my best in heels. 

After changing my trainers,

 I was back out the door in five minutes. 

Giving myself an hour,

 I was able to relax into a comfortable  rhythm and take in 

the freshness of the morning, 

walking sometimes along the coastal path and 

sometimes in the more built up roads nearer to my house.

The quiet only interupted  by the 

soft waves creeping in and out.

And thoughts came in...

The years we have 

 so few to 

live the dreams

 that we share together. 

How to fit them in

while legs are still working,

the mind still sharp - ish.

Time running out,

running short.

We must continue

 running

till the end.