Travel Theme: Horizons


Travel Theme: Horizons

A place, a landscape, a picture has many different tales to tell! I love the view from Kamari Beach, in Kos, across the Bay of Kefalos to the volcanic island, Nisyros. It’s a magical sight upon the horizon filled with myth and mystery. A view that has inspired this poem.

Upon The Horizon

The sun sets unseen
Dipping the eastern horizon
Into hues born of inks and oil
A short-lived canvas
A new artwork each night
Painted fresh before
The viewers’ eyes
Hear the ancient myths
Cry softly from the mist
Where upon the boundary
Of sea and sky
Rests the rock
Once hurled tumultuously
By the hand of Poseidon
To fell foul giants
That grumble still
Beneath the mountain
Spitting fury through
Volcanic vents and fumaroles
Tread softly lest
They awaken and arise
Wreathed in flame
And sulphurous smoke
The old gods watch
Through cats eyes
Sentinels of the streets
Wise and whiskered they wait
For the tremors of discontent
To raise alarm and call
Upon their ancient cohorts
Willing the master of waters
To rise with the waves
And rain down upon
The giant’s wrath
To quench his thirsts
For revenge and ruin
But not tonight for
All is calm and quiet
As night descends
Leaving naught but
Shadows and stars
At the very limit
Of our vision


Monochrome Madness: Look This Way

Look This Way

Monochrome Madness: Look This Way

For Monochrome Madness Week 24, I delved into my files from our holidays in Greece. These two cats were living in Nikea on the volcanic island, Nisyros, which we love visiting by ferry when we’re in Kos. They made me laugh, almost seeming to be on watch duty!

Leanne Cole creates a gallery in her weekly post to share all our entries and I always enjoy reading everyone’s comments. Cybele from “There was a time” had us all laughing with her perfect quote from T.S. Eliot’s book Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats on The Naming of Cats:

When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation.

I have to say that of all the cats that I’ve met, Greek Cats are the most Jellicle a cat could be! I wouldn’t be at all surprised if they had secret names in Ancient Greek, Roman and High Egyptian too 😉 I often define the cats I meet by one or other of Elliot’s great poems.  My old cat Pan was a mysterious Macavity type, always up to something but never getting caught out! Pixel was the magical Mr Mistoffelees incarnate! Luna and Juno are very much like two of the kittens, perhaps Electra and Etcetera 🙂 This Greek pair instantly made me think of Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer:

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer had a wonderful way of working together.
And some of the time you would say it was luck
And some of the time you would say it was weather.
They would go through the house like a hurricane,
And no sober person could take his oath
Was it Mungojerrie – or Rumpleteazer?
Or could you have sworn that it mightn’t be both?

I’ve known a few Jellicle cats over the years and every now again I meet a Bagpuss, although they are more usually found in quintessential English cottages, curled up in front of a roaring fire, purring with contentment! I knew one called Mr Bigglesworth, a big ginger tom who loved a walk with the dog, a ride in the car (not in a basket) and when he was poorly, still managed to purr at the vet whilst having his blood taken!

That Bagpuss reference is especially for fellow blogger Laura Macky, who’s recovering from surgery at the moment. Wishing you a speedy recovery Laura and I hope this post gives you a giggle!


A Volcanic Start To The Day

The Largest Crater Of Nisyros

Weekly Photo Challenge: Good Morning!

Today the strong winds that we’ve been experiencing here on Kos finally dropped enough to allow the ferry to take us to the nearby volcanic island of Nisyros. It really was a good morning!