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Posted in COMMUNITY, nature, Poetry, Poetry Postcards, Romance, Writing on August 18, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Thought I’d remind all the Perth-ites… it’s “Tulip Time” again.
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Posted in Books, Hidden Capacity, Love, McAlpine Bell Publishing, Poetry, Return Of Rainbows, Romance, tagged BOOK: Hidden Capacity, BOOK:Return Of Rainbows, love poems, POEM: Isradella, poetry on July 11, 2015| Leave a Comment »
ISRADELLA
Isradella waits
for ghosts of lovers past
to homogenize
Perfect recipes of want
ingredients elusive
beg materialize
Abundant beauty falls
shorter than ideal
too rarefied
Hope ever lives in one
who strives for vision
so eulogized
Reality proves tepid
in life-dreams eye
and Isradella cries
Disbelieve the sellers
unattainable perfection
and real-eyes
Love no longer exists
the world’s forgotten
to individualize
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2000
Poem No 19 ‘Return of Rainbows’ in ‘Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey’ pub Cork, Ireland, 2003.
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Posted in Books, Exploring Possibilities, Hidden Capacity, Ireland, Love, Poetry, Romance, WA Writers, tagged Australian Poet, BOOK: Hidden Capacity, Exploring Possibilities, love poems, POEM: Exile, poems, Poems Written In Ireland, Poet, poetry, romance, Written in Ireland on July 10, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Exile
Colour my life with rainbow hues
happiness yellow,
warm pinks,
cool, distant blues
and the green of Ireland.
I miss you in my life.
I want to touch your skin.
I want to make you smile
make your eyes twinkle
with lust – amusement
at my clever words
and electronic kisses…
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2002
(Poem No 30 in ‘Exploring Possibilities…’ section of ‘Hidden Capacity ~ a poet’s journey’, by Frances Macaulay Forde, 1st published in Cork, Ireland, 2003.)
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Posted in COMMUNITY, Ireland, nature, Poetry, Romance, Sketching In Ireland, tagged Co Cork, Ireland, POEM:TheFolly, Poems Written In Ireland, SketchingInIreland on May 1, 2015| 1 Comment »
The Folly
Gaeltacht – Irish-speaking area.
Teanga – living language, tongue.
My Gaeltacht friend explained ‘Ye should go t’ see the folly…’
So, like tourists, my man and I actually took a clear-day,
no rain so far drive. A determined scenic dalliance
in sunny sections flashing green and historical grey.
Eventually – with no clear direction, journeying
quite far out of our way… we appreciated the Anglo
interpretation on the road signs, because as foreigners,
we don’t speak the traditional language of Ireland.
Not wanting to barstardise or pronounce phonetically
in error, ‘so’. We enjoyed the lilt and musicality of her
tumbled, seemingly conscientious explanation – story-
telling at a 100 miles an hour. ‘Ah well ye know, ta
get t’da place dat ‘tis, you just go along dis
road, don’t ye know, ‘tis a sort of a wind-y road, den
up t’ hill, don’t ye know and dere’ll be a turn off t’
da right – de left would it be, no, ‘tis definitely
da right… but don’t you be going dat way, d’ye know
‘cos dat’ll get ye into all sorts a troubles, sure
t’ will and all…’ Pictograms pointing to a past not
forgotten although many have tried to suppress their
uniqueness… The soft emphasis or not. A language
echoed through 400 years… the charming emotional
push of Ireland. ‘So’, we go on death-defying strips
of beaten earth, slicing through fields, carelessly carving
up gently rising hills dotted with dwellings, puffing
grey smoke evidencing crisp cold air, we journeyed
on by-ways bordered by stones. Intrusion bands – neatly
trimmed piles of manual labour carefully selected and placed
one on top of the measured other… in spite of wars and cars,
surviving like the teanga, rebelliously, resolutely, knowingly
employed at home in private, upright and proud though sagging
in some areas, often bent by forces who moved on and forgot.
Those walls still exist in places – repaired now, to allow
journey. Showing a path around a sparkling gem waiting…
We chanced intrusion of some one’s private personal space,
a rutted homely driveway – questions of culture, seeking
an un-shy, proud demonstration of Celtic heritage. We
wanted a clearer vision of soulful insistence – difference.
A sculptural acknowledgment, including the heroic past,
clear evidence of resistance – of residence. The Folly!
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
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Posted in Hidden Capacity, Love, nature, Poetry, Poetry Postcards, Romance, tagged Love, POEM: Beach Babe, poetry, romance on April 27, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Posted in COMMUNITY, Love, Poetry, Romance, tagged Ageism, Love, POEM: All Washed Up, poetry, romance on April 26, 2015| Leave a Comment »
All Washed Up
Two rubber gloves hang discarded
Cling to the plate rack of pine
Empty and turned to the tiles
Waiting for a water ball
Two rubber gloves hang discarded
No purpose for us to observe
Sadly exhibiting usage both
Hear the dishwasher call
Two rubber gloves hang discarded
Colours faded and fingers worn
One springs a hole in the thumb
Its partner hears the bin fall
One rubber glove hangs discarded
Pale and lonely for its pigeon pair
Lost in the drain of life’s chaos
Single; no purpose at all
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2006
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Posted in Art, Art as the Spark, Poetry, Raincheck, Romance, Writing, tagged Art as the Spark, Artist: Jessica McCallum, poetry, Raincheck Exhibition, Red Umbrella on April 15, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Ripples merge you and I
into a private existence
mirroring each other;
different shades of blues,
silver rings of protection,
white dots of hope,
green patches of communication,
blue background of love.
Until someone else
jumps in with both feet,
splashing and spreading confusion,
drenching our safeness
with questions, green jealousy
and blue moon moods,
holding a red umbrella.
After a while calm silver
reflects our feelings,
reminding us what we had
in our perfect puddle,
holding a mirror to our faces
before rubber boots intruded.
Until we realized what we had
before…
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2010
‘Raincheck’ an exhibition in case of showers… 2010
Artworks by Mixed Media Artist, Jessica McCallum
Held Aug 23 – Sept 10, 2010 at Subiaco Arts Centre Gallery, Perth, WA.
(Poetry postcards from exhibitions available from JESSICA McCALLUM)
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Posted in Begorrathon, Ireland, Love, Poetry, Romance, Sketching In Ireland, Writing, tagged IrishPoems, Love, PoemsWrittenInIreland, romance, SketchingInIreland on March 29, 2015| Leave a Comment »
With every pull toward your body
you expect obedience.
Expect each tiny micron of dirt
to be sucked up and away.
Look at the attention you give stairs…
How do I become like stairs?
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2003
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