Showing posts with label fib. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fib. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

An englyn, a fib and a clerihew, with pictures.


Grey goose - englyn

Grey goose eliding through sleek water flow
bubble-bow-wave breaking to
soft silver patterning.  Who
could lay gold eggs, if not you?

~~~



Alder - fib

Cones
and
catkins
water's edge
festoons and emblems
alder holds both spring and winter.

~~~



Bayard - clerihew

The great horse Bayard
Could jump very far,
He belonged to the four brothers Aymon
And French fire hydrants often have his name on.

~~~ 

Thursday, November 06, 2008

A small fib, with pictures.

I've been scribbling more reflections on elections all evening, but find I've run out of time to post them, especially as they rely rather on references to others, and would require quite a bit of linkage. Why I think I've got anything to add I don't know but I do, so I'll try to get onto it tomorrow.


So, meanwhile, a Fib and some photos.

So
then

we went
to the mill,
for woods and water

are just what Molly loves the best.