there are just ten minutes between~
the gold
and the pink
Gill McGrath©
Author: Gill McGrath
I am an artist. I love paper. I love using limited color/colour. I work quickly in oils and with pastels. Things close to hand make the best subjects for me. I write everyday.... shopping lists, to do lists, poetry of sorts... and a diary, often on the same page. And now I take photos everyday.....and I think I am a street photographer.
I am 'In touch with Emma' at ~ gillmcgrath.com
8 am. today : Hiya Moon!
Bloodied moon
Who played away
Across the sea
The other day
~ Caught you!
Sitting here!
Watching me play
In the late morning mist again~
There you were
Between the green
Looking bright
And quite serene~
Laughing so sweetly(..And you’d been around all night!)
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A belated ode to the ‘bloody’ moon eclipse Oct 8 I could only see on a screen
berries and gossamer ties
Gill McGrath© sepia morning 8am today
high notes in autmnal sepia
Birds on a line
in a mist
wait
Gill McGrath© 8am this morning
violet
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pink just a little bit….
and blue
with wood smoke
curling from chimney pots
Gill McGrath© tonight.cold
a space for topiary~pristine
Long ago Henry lived
Where a new shadow
Of another old shape
Still Slips
Sometimes
Across the wall
Defining the yard
Where Henry lived
And
Shining Newer Shapes
Grow
Clipped
Gill McGrath. Diary.description.
castle in the air maybe
Perhaps I’ve sat
Up here
Too long
But I could see
In the air
Tonight
A castle
Or was it a fortress?
Or nothing?
Against the gold over there.
– Gill McGrath. Diary.
autumn saffron
sunset at 6.10pm tonight
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a place where purple flowers grow
a hidden slope
beneath trees
autumn crocus
Gill McGrath© today
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