Showing posts with label places. Show all posts
Showing posts with label places. Show all posts
Monday, 11 March 2013
poem. beach huts. car park
long stay
parked up
until
the winter ticket
runs
out
I wonder how much it costs to purchase a car park ticket for a beach hut? And how you work out how many hours/months it is likely to be there?
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Tuesday, 5 February 2013
Haiku. Hotel. nothing personal.
I am fascinated by roadside hotels, providing a neutral space to a stream of visitors, all en route to somewhere else. Here's the haiku, in case my writing isn't clear enough;
nothing personal
no memories here -
every new guest forgotten
as the last one leaves
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nothing personal
no memories here -
every new guest forgotten
as the last one leaves
www.francescakay.co.uk
Labels:
destinations,
en route,
haiku,
hotels,
journey,
overnight,
places,
poetry,
travelling
Wednesday, 19 December 2012
Love on a muddy path
Here is a heart shape puddle on the bridlepath.
I took the photo from the saddle. The shadow across the bottom of the photo is Thomas standing while I made the image. I pointed out the heart to him, but he wasn't impressed.
I took the photo from the saddle. The shadow across the bottom of the photo is Thomas standing while I made the image. I pointed out the heart to him, but he wasn't impressed.
Monday, 17 September 2012
Hi Tech in the Golden Valley
What a fantastic phonebox. Its battered and delapidated exterior with rust, flaking paint and glass pane missing make it an unlikely place to be able to e-mail, text, or phone.
It has a certain grandeur.
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