Interlude

A few ‘soft’ days out west I’ll spend,

once home, more morning missives send.

Westward Ho!

Soon I’ll journey west once more

the Mayo coastline to explore.

Hills, lakes, earthworks prehistoric,

wildlife rare and lands bucolic.

Seasons

I’ve felt so many summer showers

and seen the ripening buds of flowers.

Quite soon autumnal suns will rise

on misty morns with watery skies.

Observation

A peaceful river flowed me by

reflecting cloudy summer sky.

Rain & Sun

Returning to my countryside
I’ve paced and ventured far an wide.

To feel the rain and catch the sun

whilst walking, is the greatest fun!

Change

I’ve been confined in city places

so now I’m craving open spaces.

With stars and birdsong as my guide

I’ll seek the open countryside.

Fond Fest' Farewell

To Edinburgh I’ve been before,

this time I stayed and saw much more

and not just fringe and concert halls

but famous sights and castle walls.

The Gallery I so admired

and Museum much inspired.

So I’ll end with this refrain,

“Ah will sure come back agin.”

Fringe and Fest

Edinburgh was such delight

I feel a constant need to write.

Late morning at Queens Hall unplanned

superb recitals, artists grand.

Then from sublime I had recourse

to seek some Fringe ridiculous!

Fringefriends

Douglas Gibbs and Rob Castell

are two talents I know well.

Their Fringeland antics brought delight,

inspiring me their praise to write.

“Barbershopera” and "Bat Boy"

are entertainments to enjoy.

Bonnie Fringeland

My trip to Edinburgh’s o’er 
leaving me requiring more –

of its wild frenetic pace

and fine events in every place.

Musicals and stand-up, dance,

to see so much I had the chance

which I seized as best I could

to watch the young, the great, the good!

Adventure North!

This afternoon I’m going north 

where, to The Fringe, I’ll sally forth.

Once there I’ll have the bestest treat;

for Barbershopera I’ve a seat!!

Micro-Walker

In my garden I found bugs

some butterflies a frog and slugs.

A sort of micro-walk I took

with magnifying glass and book,

and just like when I was a child

I listed all the creatures’ wild.

Post Gold Blues!

I fear a post-Olympic lull

where life may be a little dull

but pretty soon, I’m pretty sure

the “Para’s” will excite some more!

Something different

I’ve overdosed on much fine sport

so last night I diversion sought

and therefore walking gear discarded,

I "dressed to kill" and Promenaded!

Olympic success

I love to walk, to jog is fun

but not for me a Ten K run.

That said, the most amazing feat

is to be a fine athlete -

though not for medals or points scored,

to be there is the best reward.

Hyde Park 2012

Amid huge crowds I cheered and clapped

as tri-athletes ‘round lakeside lapped,

but that which so enchanted me

was the camaraderie!

London 2012

Olympic fever I have caught 

having seen much cracking sport!

My Break

Mayo’s wild Atlantic coast

is where I walk and see the most.

Its rugged cliffs and broad terrain,

the strongest winds and softest rain.

Hello!

I’m back, revived, renewed, refreshed,

from Ireland’s wild and windy west.