Upstart Photographer – Beach Rocks at Sunrise

I love to take photographs and write poetry. To wit: Steve 🙂 Beach Rocks at Sunrise Angular and obtuse Yet smoothed to a fine edge The grasping sunlight Illuminates your bitter curves Casting shadows like Ambit claims destined to fail Until they try again tomorrow For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry,Continue reading “Upstart Photographer – Beach Rocks at Sunrise”

Upstart Photographer – Pool.

I love to take photographs. I love to write poetry. Two loves on one page. Steve 🙂 Pool. A poem I enter her creamy embrace Each stroke taking me deeper Into waters clear and profound And when I come up for air She does greet me With the rapture of a storm For more Poetry,Continue reading “Upstart Photographer – Pool.”

Upstart Photographer – Mural

I love to take photographs. I love to write poetry. Here’s both, all in one. Steve 🙂 Mural. A poem. Rippled reflection An imperfect memory Casting its gaze Upon the flocks below An endearing shepherd Without judgement Or recourse Offering flowers In recompense For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check outContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Mural”

Upstart Photographer – Detritus

Photography & Poetry – P&P for all the RPG fans lol 😊 Cheers Steve 🙂 Detritus. A poem. Cast ashore by storied seas A mishmash of memories And undefinable surprises From the ocean’s turned out pockets A lost and found of salty treats Waiting and wanting to be reclaimed For more Poetry, click here. ForContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Detritus”

Upstart Photographer – Beach Morning

Photography, poetry – why not, I say? 😊 Cheers Steve Beach Morning. A poem. Rainbowed cloud and Circuitous seas Casting ancient wisdom Like dice upon the shore For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available inContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Beach Morning”

Upstart Photographer – Distressed

Photography and poetry – a two for one deal, but for a short time only 😊 Cheers Steve 🙂 Distressed. A poem. Your interminable display A marriage of metaphor that Adds rings to eucalyptus fingers As the elements play out A millennium of bad hair days So stand tall and despair Oh lady of distressContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Distressed”

Upstart Photographer – Path.

My photography. My poetry. A nice mix, I think. Cheers Steve 🙂 Path. A poem. Surrounded, enclosed, cut off from all and sundry. You opened the way, you cleared a path. I walked to you, and the sun shone anew. For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for theContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Path.”

Upstart Photographer – Heart Tree

I take photographs. I write poetry. Here’s some poetry and photography, in equal measures. Cheers Steve 🙂 Heart Tree. A poem. Light shines through the trees above Forming a shape, too like my heart Coloured by light and silhouette Reflecting all of my life’s regrets And if I stare for a little too long MyContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Heart Tree”

Upstart Photographer – Swing

I take photographs. I write poetry. Poetry and photography, as seen above and below, exchanging views and subtle growth. Cheers Steve 🙂 Swing I swing into summer The water chilled to perfection Melting an icy veneer That once suited this exterior And so I swing A subtle pendulum Expectantly delivered Into your watery embrace ForContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Swing”

Upstart Photographer – Knighted Tree

Poetry and photography, live together in perfect harmony (to paraphrase Paul McCartney). Cheers Steve 🙂 Knighted Tree Armoured and encrusted Barnacled and salted Prepared to joust For your ocean’s honour Your everlasting foe The ever-shifting shore For more Upstart Photographer, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely andContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Knighted Tree”

Upstart Photographer – Rosella

I like to think I’m a bit of a photographer (that’s just the upstart in me). I also like to think I’m a bit of a poet (also the upstart). Let’s put them both together, shall we? Cheers Steve 🙂 Rosella. A poem. At rest, before play, Amongst a forest of chair trees And tableContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Rosella”

Upstart Photographer – Nightwalk

Photos and poems. I never tire of them. Cheers Steve 🙂 Nightwalk. A poem. Stone beneath toes, wrinkled, yet timeless. Glistening darkness, an envelope for thoughts sublime or unkind. Theseus’ lifeline into the distance: a path to follow until the real maze begins. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, LonelyContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Nightwalk”

Upstart Photographer – Rock

I take photos. I write poems. Chalk and cheese. Not. Cheers Steve 🙂 Rock. A poem. Rock of ages, how do you stand so firm and undeniable, when every dog has its day with you? For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or theContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Rock”

Upstart Photographer – Tallship

I take photos. I write poems. ‘Nuff said. Cheers Steve 🙂 Tallship. A poem. You have bound me as no ocean ever could— wrapped in chains and woven hemp, fit to shackle Hercules. Here I wait, as the wind cajoles me with memories of high seas and yesteryear; my sails furled in impotence, the watersContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Tallship”

Upstart Photographer – Frogs

I take photos. I write poems. Together, they entwine. Cheers Steve 🙂 Two Frogs. A poem. A weary twosome, conjoined by habit and reckless endangerment. Jumping jacks and errant tongues, arguing like stormy weather. Home is where the heart is, and here, two misanthropes dream in contentment. For more of my poetry, check out TheContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Frogs”

Upstart Photographer – Row Boat

I take photos. I write poems. Here, I have a chance to marry them in wedded bliss. Cheers Steve 🙂 Row Boat. A poem. Sun baking, back to the bright skies. Perhaps a tan will disguise the smile lines and withered cracks of your tempered existence. Still, you long for the lake’s gentle caress uponContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Row Boat”

Upstart Photographer – The Abandoned House

Photo, Poem—two of a kind in the best of minds. Or the worst. You tell me. Cheers Steve 🙂 The House. A poem (Abandoned, part 2) This shell lingers like the aftertaste of a charcoal-flavoured entree, partially consumed like an afterthought of vagrant afternoons and post-sunset tribulations. The book resting on your pane, to beContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – The Abandoned House”

Upstart Photographer – The Book

I recently found a house in the mountains, burnt out and abandoned. Resting on a window pane, its tenuous pages teased by the wind, was a partially charred book. The page settled in the breeze. As I took a photo I noticed how tragically ironic the words were. I had to write a poem aboutContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – The Book”

Upstart Photographer: Wreck

Photo, Poem – mix and match. Hopefully match. Cheers Steve 🙂 Wreck. A poem. Like some Greek tragedy played out upon a silver screen, the bullies and the demons had their way with you, you see. Left you naked and abused, charred and anaesthetised, just a step away from paradise and a world away fromContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Wreck”

Upstart Photographer: Flowers

Photo. Poem. Yep, it’s happening. Cheers Steve 🙂 Flowers. A poem. Delicate, handled by one as ham-fisted and indelicate as I Effulgent petals and tapered stems A majesty denied but gained again The vase a minor price to pay For a life ensconced in beauty (As short-lived as it may be) For more of myContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Flowers”

Upstart Photographer: Beach Cave

Photo. Poem. They sort of go hand-in-hand. Cheers Steve 🙂 Beach Cave. A poem. Your wailing darkness, meets with the implacable tide in a passionate nightly affair; a restless sculptor of eons, she licks your ebon sides and strokes your clay; makes you fit for audiences with kings and queens of the brightest day, whoseContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Beach Cave”

Upstart Photographer: Things#5

Another photo. Another poem. Cheers Steve 🙂 Lighthouse. A poem. A hollow betrayal; you were pushed aside and swept under the rug of failing and fatalistic light (what irony, it seems). A ship’s memory is short; they no longer need your eyes. The ocean, whose detriment you did long prevent, has had its revenge afterContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Things#5”

Upstart Photographer: Things #4

A photo. An accompanying poem. ‘Nuff said. Cheers Steve 🙂 Wall. A poem. You blocked the way, a cantankerous old crone, bleached, cracked and worn, bitter-boned and sun-dried. What use are you when your gaps in memory provide brief passage, your purpose undermined and inconsequential. For more of my poetry, check out The All orContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Things #4”

Upstart Photographer: Things #2

I like to write poems. I like to take photographs. Sometimes I take photos of things. Here’s one, with an accompanying poem. I don’t normally write poems about things, but for my photos I can make an exception. Cheers Steve 🙂 Road. A poem. Exemplars on the way, milestones of the incredulous and the extravagant,Continue reading “Upstart Photographer: Things #2”

Upstart Photographer: Things #1

I like to write poems. I like to take photographs. Sometimes I take photos of things. Here’s one, with an accompanying poem. I don’t normally write poems about things, but for my photos I can make an exception. Cheers Steve 🙂 Bowl. A poem. Crusted and crinkled, your contours and skin are wrinkles in time,Continue reading “Upstart Photographer: Things #1”

Upstart Photographer: Old Tree

I was driving on a country road a few weeks back and came across an amazing tree (I love photographing trees). I was so happy with these shots I wrote a poem to accompany them (so what’s new lol). Cheers Steve 🙂 Old Tree. A poem. Old tree, gnarled and twisted beyond reproach. What darkContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: Old Tree”

The Poetry Writing Process

Okay, a few people asked me this. I thought I’d oblige with a post. I write the majority of my drafts on my iPhone, while I’m walking, watching TV, or sitting on the toilet (my compositional repository of choice). My writing very much depends on my mood and what has impacted me that day. IContinue reading “The Poetry Writing Process”

Upstart Photographer – Black and white photography is da bomb.

Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if we were frozen in a moment of time, just like a photograph. Would we feel trapped? Would we experience emotions, needs, the impact of physics and quantum mechanics, the way we do in the real world? Okay, I’m rambling. I wasn’t sure how to start thisContinue reading “Upstart Photographer – Black and white photography is da bomb.”

Upstart Photographer: colour is back!

Black and white photos? Love ’em! But every once in a while I like brilliant and vibrant colour. Here’s a few shots in their trimmed, yet unfiltered glory. I’ve included some narration, as I’m a big fan of David Attenborough. Mimic his voice as you read. It’s more like a documentary, that way. I loveContinue reading “Upstart Photographer: colour is back!”

Upstart Photographer #7. And poems, no less.

Yep, it’s that time of the month, again. Time for some dreary photos to liven up your/my dreary world. This time, I’ve included a few (very) brief poems to accompany my black and white, unfiltered shots. Sunlight. A poem. Through the ancient boughs, you shine, shadow fall and illumine. Statue. A poem. The weight ofContinue reading “Upstart Photographer #7. And poems, no less.”

Upstart Photographer #6 – Dogs and Monuments

When I’m walking the dog around town (not my own black dog*, mind you, although he is always with me), I often pass by monuments that look pretty cool. Naturally, I want to take a picture of them. Here are some black and white, unfiltered (but slightly cropped) photos of things I’ve passed. Below isContinue reading “Upstart Photographer #6 – Dogs and Monuments”

Upstart Photographer #5. More B&W’s.

Here in my existential and physical womb, among my countless random thoughts and semi-branded column headers, I’ve decided to present yet more amateurish attempts at photography. I’ve stuck with black and white this week, even though it can be a bit depressing. (If you’re a regular reader you’ll know I’m depressed enough without making myselfContinue reading “Upstart Photographer #5. More B&W’s.”

Upstart Photographer#4. Book Shelves.

I am, and always will be, a lover of books. I currently live in a back room of my parent’s house (no job, no money; lonely but creative), surrounded by their bookshelves and my own. So, what better topic than photos of shelves? In gorgeous black and white, of course. I’ve included a friend’s bookshelves,Continue reading “Upstart Photographer#4. Book Shelves.”

Upstart Photographer #3: Black and White.

I love black and white photos. They seem to capture a rawness, a natural quality that is sometimes lost in the way digital images capture colour. I’m no expert, of course, and I’m sure some real photographers out there could explain just what it is that makes black and white photos so cool. The cityContinue reading “Upstart Photographer #3: Black and White.”

Upstart Photographer #2. And complementary poems, to boot.

Some more photos from my ongoing amateur photographic journey. These ones are many months old. About time they saw the light in some unfiltered, unaffected glory. Or some semblance of glory, anyway. I’ve written some short poems to accompany them. I don’t know why; probably to make this post seem less boring. Church. A poem.Continue reading “Upstart Photographer #2. And complementary poems, to boot.”

An upstart photographer.

I used to take LOTS of photos. Well, I did when I was happier, better travelled, less single and less skint. I take less now. That doesn’t stop me from loving the odd bit of amateur, upstart photography. Nowadays, it’s easy to take photos. There’s no wait or development cost involved (unless you have aContinue reading “An upstart photographer.”

The Novel-writing Locomotive.

My novel is (once again) back on track. How many times have I said that? It seems every time I slip the rails I have some new excuse (for a list of the latest ones, click here). Coupled with my short attention span, my novel-writing train has jumped the tracks every few weeks, as ifContinue reading “The Novel-writing Locomotive.”

Superhot. A poem.

My iPhone is an older model…by a lot. The outside’s looking dated and she’s slower than she was. I’m thinking of trading up, because the new model is superhot. Was a time when I couldn’t take my hands off her, when my fingers traced her delicate contours. She was at my beck and call. Some kindContinue reading “Superhot. A poem.”