This month's museum objects were 3 pictures: “A Nest in the Goat’s Beard” – Carmen Gracia. “The Igloo” – Michael Oelman and “Two Flowers and a Leaf” – John Wolseley.
There
was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said, "It is just as I feared! -
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!"
Who said, "It is just as I feared! -
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!"
Edward
Lear (1812 - 88)
Then a change of mood with a lovely soft watercolour by Michael Oelman entitled Igloo. We matched this with a poem of the same name by a poet new to me called Gabriel Gadfly. He has his own website if you want to look him up. This imaginative love poem begins:
Igloo
Gabriel
Gadfly
One day, it might come to pass
that you and I will be sharing
an igloo (perhaps because the
world has frozen solid or someone
left the refrigerator door open).
I suspect we will be sitting
in an igloo and you will sneeze
or I will shift in the small space
and something in our glacial
foundation will crack open
and you and I will drift out to sea
on an icy igloo raft.
Sonia
The Igloo
I will sing to you my love and my yoik will touch your soul
And you will be part of the wind and the falling snow
In the igloo I have built where you and I will lie.
The stars brightly talk in the sky sending little sparks of light
Through the dark, sad night, that continue into day
I will sing to you my love as we lie on reindeer skins
And in our dreams, ride the sea on mighty fins.
And when we wake and I look
again the yoik will echo
And remain deep, deep in the igloo of our mind
For us to reach for and find again when harsh winds blow.
We finished with a quick flowery haiku inspired by "Two Flowers and a Leaf" and felt that we'd had a very productive morning.
It's a little sad to have ended the series but we ended on a note of hilarity thanks to Liz:
Limerick
(inspired
by the 200th birthday of Edward Lear May 12th 2012)
Liz Holley
There is a fab tutor, Ms Givertz
Around whom I writing group pivots
With imagination she nurses
Our power to write verses
So good that some give us the shivertz.
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