Poetry and Prose

Confessions of a writerWriting has always been my first love. As a young girl I could always be found sat in a corner day dreaming up fantastic stories. The moment that I could write I was capturing the words and images in my mind on paper.

Autumn’s Arrival

Posted on September 29, 2010 by Ruth Weal
webbed berries - copyright R.Weal 200

It’s official, Autumn is back in the UK, with last Tuesday, 21 September being the official first day of Autumn.  To celebrate the changing of the natural colours from a green Britain to one of reds and golds I decided … Continue reading →

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Remembering Babcia

Posted on September 29, 2010 by Ruth Weal
Will I find you in the light - Copyright R.Weal 2007

Today was my Babcia – my Polish grandmother’s funeral, she was just shy of her 87th birthday when sadly she was taken from her loved ones and friends.  Babcia, or Maria as she was known to her friends was a … Continue reading →

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They called her the gypsy

Posted on September 27, 2010 by Ruth Weal
The Gypsy

I took this picture when I got home after attending a fantastic Buena Vista Social Club Gig that I attended with my dancing friends back in 2008.  We had an after show party and several of the band members joined … Continue reading →

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With a glance he remembered

Posted on September 26, 2010 by Ruth Weal
Still Saying Goodbye

A few years back I really got into using flickr not just as a repository and showcase for my photography, but as a community that I felt a vibrant part of.  This had a side benefit of inspiring creativity in me … Continue reading →

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Wicker Basket

Posted on September 19, 2010 by Ruth Weal

One day I was looking at myself in the mirror and noticed that my lips were cracked and chapped, I had dark circles under the eyes and ink stained finger tips.  This poem just sort of popped into my head … Continue reading →

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Why Write

Posted on September 18, 2010 by Ruth Weal

I have often wondered what drives a person to write, and more to the point, why I write.  On occasion I have examined my need to write in my own poetry and prose.  ”Why Write” came about not long after … Continue reading →

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