Hi Ku Cat

HarryHill · Dec 6, 2016

butters said:
no idea what's considered 'proper'
at least
when it comes to parsnips
but i select the young and firm
take them from their chilly bed
wash them tenderly
leaving skins intact
neaten tops and bottoms
slide the knife lovingly
to create twins of those a little larger than their brethren
then
opening the oven door
bring out the roasting meat
hot fat bubbling and jumping in the pan
add the little darlings and bathe them in the goodness
sprinkle a little snow of salt
maybe a little rosemary
and tuck them all back in the oven's heat
to soak and crisp and become the epitome of yumminess

..
so roll 'em in bacon grease and bake

He stares into rolling water
atop a fallen log
withy spear held aloft
to pierce a fish or frog
long face hidden in the shadows
lean form camouflaged with lines
disappearing in hide of ferns and vines
olive green and matte beneath emerald sheen
palmate roof above,

HarryHill · Dec 8, 2016

HarryHill said:
..
so roll 'em in bacon grease and bake

He stares into rolling water
atop a fallen log
withy spear held aloft
to pierce a fish or frog
long face hidden in the shadows
lean form camouflaged with lines
disappearing in a blind of olive green ferns and vines

..
Waterlogged reeds, sun splashed,
along the far stream side,
draining, ever draining marsh where there resides
a host of those that fly and crawl,
sing and swim and dive,
beneath the silver grey film
to join in mortal dance
of both hunter and prey

HarryHill · Dec 10, 2016

A beach of golden sand,
platinum and iridium,
diadem of fern trimmed fire blooms
crowned above silver shallows
where minnows swim in lackadaisical circles,
too near a ledge where depths begin
and alert hungry eyes attend

HarryHill · Dec 11, 2016

That curl of cherry,
careful carved with thought,
curious puzzle
laid bare for power tools

butters · Dec 11, 2016

HarryHill said:
That curl of cherry,
careful carved with thought,
curious puzzle
laid bare for power tools

what better than a curl of cherry
to render a polished heart
close-grained and rosy
perfect to sit safe in a palm
or pocket

butters · Dec 11, 2016

omg, too hard to make but could you imagine a cage of fine ribs, the front of a ribcage, on a flat base and over the top of (with space between them) a wooden heart? now that'd be a fascinating piece of art!

the strength of wood
the delicacy of fine bone
the solidity of a polished heart....

HarryHill · Dec 11, 2016

butters said:
omg, too hard to make but could you imagine a cage of fine ribs, the front of a ribcage, on a flat base and over the top of (with space between them) a wooden heart? now that'd be a fascinating piece of art!

the strength of wood
the delicacy of fine bone
the solidity of a polished heart....

.. that would be interesting especially in choosing raw stock for the project
I see,
the makings of a wrist and palm,
leathered skin over hand and knuckles
3 or 4 twisted fingers,
almost

HarryHill · Dec 12, 2016

A mild day n the fireplaces' down,
ashes hauled then laid again,
lit for coals used a little later.

HarryHill · Dec 12, 2016

Mr Robin
full fit to pop
rests in the Bradford
up near the top
red belly warmed in the sun
eyes just beginning to close

HarryHill · Dec 14, 2016

These days my love is changed,
from stormy seas, wave tossed,
beat a froth on two continents shores,
the wild winds have ceased,
rains sprinkles n mists deep in the highlands
and that great reservoir, full to overflowing,
musts be drained carefully lest a touch
collapse the dam, flood you.

HarryHill · Dec 15, 2016

Strawman, scarecrow, beggarman, thief
steal the deadbloom from sleepy lips
wave away the blackbirds flight

HarryHill · Dec 17, 2016

Withy's on the wall, chilling,
Harry's at Portsmouth Prime
Dealing with Colton n getting by
with just a few days of shore leave
'fore Hoochie deploys
spinward to Magellan's spiral
Tea and skullduggery

butters · Dec 17, 2016

HarryHill said:
Withy's on the wall, chilling,
Harry's at Plymouth Prime
Dealing with Colton n getting by
with just a few days of shore leave
'fore Hoochie deploys
spinward to Magellan's spiral
Tea and skullduggery

ooooh!

putting that fidgety feeling to good use :heart:

butters · Dec 18, 2016

i glimpsed the grinch
it wasn't pretty
he can fuck right off
and none'll pity
we need the cheer
in winter's depths
and life's too short
for grinch dream-fests

HarryHill · Dec 18, 2016

butters said:
i glimpsed the grinch
it wasn't pretty
he can fuck right off
and none'll pity
we need the cheer
in winter's depths
and life's too short
for grinch dream-fests

..

Winter came down south to visit
time for a cozy fire innit
fill the feeders with birdy seed
toast toes n dream of spring

HarryHill · Dec 24, 2016

A box, a bug, a precious note,
missing you, Ku,
yearnings and smiles

butters · Dec 24, 2016

HarryHill said:
A box, a bug, a precious note,
missing you, Ku,
yearnings and smiles

and a fairy on a dragonfly for my fay guy :heart:

love you, baby. glad it arrived on time :kiss:

HarryHill · Dec 25, 2016

butters said:
and a fairy on a dragonfly for my fay guy

love you, baby. glad it arrived on time

..
A tiny glass of elderberry wine,
a toast to thee and thine,
good health, sweet dreams,
may you always have the best of things

HarryHill · Dec 27, 2016

What's that, up on the roof,
making a horrendous noise,
it's too late for Santa Claus,
oh, never mind,
it's just Harry,
cleaning gutters

butters · Jan 1, 2017

watched the sun slide down the wall,
run dancing off the mirror,
creep across the duvet,
vibrant long past dawn,
there in a nest for two where my love belongs,
wrapped in warm sheets and arms,
waiting for so very long to show,
my morning wake up alarm

dancing mirrored sun
dancing to our music
heard with celestial ears
kissing our nest with
star-fire cooled
to blissful warmth
where children of star-atoms
join the dance
recognising heritage
dawn to dusk of our era
cosmic travelers
shape-changers
hearts of fire

:heart:

HarryHill · Jan 3, 2017

butters said:
dancing mirrored sun
dancing to our music
heard with celestial ears
kissing our nest with
star-fire cooled
to blissful warmth
where children of star-atoms
join the dance
recognising heritage
dawn to dusk of our era
cosmic travelers
shape-changers
hearts of fire

..
The season turns; days grow longer,
as if they weren't long enough,
nights pass in dim silence,
and that space between the two,
filled with vivid imaginings,
spring wound tight to bursting,
relentless

HarryHill · Jan 14, 2017

Too long have I laid abed, dreaming,
vacant eyes filled with your grace,
empty arms holding tight,
sighs fit to match fairy wings
passing in the night

Soon, I will arise
fill my eyes and arms
sigh again

butters · Jan 14, 2017

HarryHill said:
Too long have I laid abed, dreaming,
vacant eyes filled with your grace,
empty arms holding tight,
sighs fit to match fairy wings
passing in the night

Soon, I will arise
fill my eyes and arms
sigh again

sighs matter :heart:

HarryHill · Jan 14, 2017

butters said:
sighs matter

..
facepalm

HarryHill · Jan 15, 2017

The ancient stones are old friends,
fitted and refitted to hands and soil,
year and year again,
round and round the sacred pool
anchored there in time

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