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Daffodil Golden orb trembling, Moved by minuscule breeze, Humming with sunny vitality, Harnessing, seizes the day. Ridged curvaceous petals and leaves unfurled, Flanking fluted trumpet firmly projects, Frilly-edged, heralding the presence...
Storm Postmortem Storm battered and bruised by disappointments, Letting go of striving, struggles and stress; Confess to wasted effort, depletion and stuckness. Surrender to temporary inaction, relaxation, Time to research options and explore flaws,...
WORD CHAIN TRAIN by ALINE PAGE Roughness of apple bark presses into knees, Clinging, swinging, swaying, Right hand clasped to overhead branch. Listening, intensely, Spreading awareness across flat fields, Stretching, elongating Towards a thin...
The phrase that became the title for this poem came up in Nigel Summerley’s recent two-part interview with Aline Page… And Aline almost immediately...
In Part One yesterday we learned about Aline Page’s early life. PART TWO Where did her feeling for poetry come from? “I remember loving John Donne when we studied the Eight Metaphysical Poets for...
Regular readers of Pembrokeshire.Online will be familiar with the passionate poetry of Aline Page. But who is the woman behind the concise, incisive lines and carefully chosen words? PART ONE Aline had an idyllic...
Mother Earth’s Waters To love and be loved is my soul’s purpose. To seek expression of this love, To be loving and loveable again. To survive criticism, passionate storms of rejection,...
LOVING WELL by ALINE PAGE To love and be loved is my soul’s purpose. To seek expression of this love, To be loving, loveable again. To survive criticism, passionate storms of rejection, Onslaught, slander,...
Here’s a delightful, uplifting poem from our regular contributor Aline Page… Tilly’s Plight Tilly hadn’t expected to find … A frog in her knickers, really, Not nice! Slimy – ...
Firelight Fire, intensely bright, flaring up into the dark velvety night, Sparks flying, flames leaping, twisting, cavorting, grinning. Staring into the heart of a community’s warmth, Gazing into the hot embers, Seeing faces,...
