Category Archives: Watercolour

Poet’s (Lament?)

POET’S (Lament?)

Ferret out my best poems

And put them on display

I’ll write some more tomorrow

Or maybe the next day

Choose the ones you want to hear

And I will recite them to your listening ear

But remember – live this moment now

For some day I will disappear

And you will forget that I was ever here

Financial schemers

Smugglers Watchman – watercolour by Ken Riddles

FINANCIAL SCHEMERS

I’m going to write a poem today

About those who would say:

“There’s no point in writing poems”

“It’s a distraction and no money in it anyway”

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Who are ‘they’ you might ask…?

Well – ‘they’ are obsessed with their task

Of money making…

Which sometimes includes illness-faking

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Cooking up lies –

With conspiracy ‘thought-baking’

You have come across such?

Whose heart is in the money

Mercenary in the extreme

They are not what they seem

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Pseudo-sick-days off work

Making extra dough

With their latest dodgy scheme

Well – as I say – you know the type I mean

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One track mind – money all the time

Cajoling you to part with your money

Slabbering out their deceit

Words of bitter honey

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Their anger may arise

If their scheming you can’t abide

Going off in huffs –

When their bullying you deride

How hard it is for a rich man schemer

Drop the ‘beautiful’ from the dreamer

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Uncertain riches can pierce you through

With many sorrows

‘Take no thought’ we are told

‘For tomorrow…’

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We know it’s not the money at fault

It’s the way it can totally steal your heart

Winter Corner

Winter Corner – Watercolour by Ken Riddles

Watercolour 22

The paintings I have been posting in recent days signal a return to pure watercolour. All may know that it is a unique medium – like no other.

It is – it’s uniqueness and unpredictability that is both a challenge and a joy.

All my paintings go up and down the scale from the intuitive to the naturalistic.

At the moment they are naturalistic as expressed uniquely through the dance I have with the watercolour medium.

(You may have noticed a few trees in recent posts. 🙂)