
© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016

© irene waters 2016
Birds, clouds and constellations
Scattered in the skies above
bats in tree and hobbit homes in hillsides
Scattered on land
White posts like graveyard markers stand
While the carcasses of the dead lay scattered
and a scattering of the living descend for breakfast
Scattered in the sea.
In response to Paula’s Thursdays Special
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
What amazing words to match your stunning photos.
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Thanks Miriam.
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Please, tell me that you had this poem already written before the prompt? You’ve gathered quite a few fabulous examples. What are these houses that resemble bunkers and where are they? You’ve got me intrigued. Irene, thank you for joining me again. Enjoy your evening!
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No I didn’t have the poem written before the prompt. I’m no poet but I do enjoy finding photos and trying verse of some description to add further depth. Like you do with your music. The bunker houses are in the north island of New Zealand and they are hobbit houses from the Lord of the Rings Trilogy movie set. We visited between completion of L of the R and the Hobbit. I believe they were again used in that trilogy. Have a good week Paula.
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Seeing this and Pommepal’s latest post tells me I would fall in love with NZ. Your quick responses with poems are really impressive, Irene. Have a good weekend!
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Everyone loves New Zealand Paula. It is the most scenic country I have visited and so well set up for travellers. Thanks. You too.
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What wonderful photos, Irene. I especially liked, “a scattering of the living descend for breakfast”. A great mental image!
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Thanks Diane. I agree it is a good mental image.
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This is extraordinary, photos and poem. Breathtaking. Fills me with wonder. Each picture of a place and a population so unique. You’ve outdone yourself, Irene, going to be hard to come up to this standard again. But then, it’s you, so maybe not. 😀 ❤
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LOL. Time will tell but glad you liked this one.
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Practically perfect in every way, Irene – words and images! I am enchanted with the last photo!
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Thanks Noelle. I don’t know if you can enlarge it by clicking on it but if you can you can see the live fish and the dead.
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Great photos Irene!
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Thanks. Glad you liked them.
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Scattered clouds are my favorite! Ah, I never thought to read bats and hobbits in the same sentence!
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Anything is possible.
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