Tales from the edge of the morning sky
535 episodes - English - Latest episode: about 1 month ago -A selection of stories and tales, mainly about the natural world, our place in it, as well as stories about everyday people who change their lives and others by being different or perhaps by being too much the same
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An Early Spring
February 13, 2023 17:00 - 50 seconds - 648 KBAn Early Spring? It might yet not be May, with forget-me-nots to be, but spring is awakening, behind the grey, the still, the quiet, of February For upon this very morning, the birds that sing do so by calling, the colours out of silence, the new grass and green, As upon the garden lawn, and lighter dawns the thinning blues of dreaming skies, a single flake of snow and drop behind the wind aside For the shadow of sunlight is upon the crumbl...
Cold..
February 12, 2023 15:00 - 42 seconds - 531 KBCold Crisp and cold, the morning slipping, from night and stars, the opening day, yet foretold, For dawn, her light, is awakening low, in creases of sky, the opening hour, in colours bright, and winter gold. For an eastern wind is lifting light, to dreams, to daylight, the birth of Spring, in the tearful dark of winter’s eyes, crisp and gold, that March in rain, and storm will bring. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and ...
On
February 09, 2023 16:00 - 2 minutes - 1.64 MBOn On the last cusp of evening, just before the hush of dusk dances the last dance, through the speckled sunlight, amongst the flickering branches, beneath the peach and blossom, the fall of a late summer sky, if you listen, if you listen carefully, and in the time it takes to cross the footbridge, over the stream that empties itself, out beyond the woodland, into the vastness of sand, of beach and the slow tides of retreating time, ...
As Tall as The Wind
February 08, 2023 16:00 - 1 minute - 877 KBAs tall as the wind ‘Who is as tall as the wind?’ said the sea to the sky, ‘why, not me!’ whispered the tree with her leaves, tickling with curiosity by and by. ‘So, who is as tall as the wind?’ asked the tree of the earth, ‘why, not me!’ answered the seed growing with life smiling and laughing with mirth. ‘Who then IS as tall as the wind?’ asked the seed of the soil ‘Why not me!’ replied the worm eating and breathing in consummate toil ‘Who then ...
Of Silence and Sunday
February 07, 2023 16:00 - 2 minutes - 1.58 MBSilence and Sunday February, and daylight creeps slowly, stealthily, silently, across the eastern rim of a rising sky. Hushed, are the winds, the trees and fields, as a single bird lifts the wings of dawn to fly. For it’s colder today; the shadows of dark, of night, slip across the empty streets, beneath the street lamps, naked of light and empty of meaning: the lengthening lens of light begins to open the awakening of another day. ...
Flurries
February 06, 2023 15:00 - 20 seconds - 355 KBFlurries Empty, the first of flurries, the fall of February morning snow, across a dreaming of blue and dawn, brings the winter tears of weeping sky, lost, bereft and forever dreams of spring, to being reborn. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
A day (Moon madness)
February 03, 2023 16:00 - 39 seconds - 493 KBThis day of shadows and wind, bending treetops, moaning, and menacing, in gusts, and roars, bellows and invisible rushes across the hidden, the hurrying dark of February skies, whilst above, high above, the rain washed streets, the puddles, and reflections, the blinking awakening lights of houses and homes, the moon, slips between ocean skies of racing clouds, in buttermilk yellow, grinning madly, wildly, at the morning storm. Feel free t...
S(now)
February 02, 2023 16:00 - 17 seconds - 298 KBS(now) A hushed breath of morning snow, awakens the hope for spring. For who knows where the winds may blow, that tomorrow’s dreams may bring? Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
YouTube(It's you-not me)
January 31, 2023 22:00 - 1 minute - 1.22 MBYouTube(It's you-not me) Taking my eyes off the stage, Seeing the eyes of the crowd All eyes closed, cameras wide. No ones listening to me to the notes deep inside. Choose to record me post me online Steal my bread and butter used to keep me alive. A million hits, the drug of the masses, likes or dislikes we’re not listening anymore, just downloading the moment. Don't know what for. Choose to record me post me online steal my bread and butter used to ke...
The Glove (7)
January 27, 2023 23:00 - 3 minutes - 2.4 MBDespite herself, and grasping both gloves, she couldn’t avoid his eyes, she looked back at him, could see his confusion, his face like the changing of seasons, flickering and changing as lights across a hillside. ‘Yes, please…’ the words slipped weakly from her mouth, then stronger,’why…why did you take it with you?’ He looked away, wanting to hide the naked loneliness in his eyes: the loss, anger and passion that still haunted his waking hours and chased his dreams in terrors whilst he sl...
Two Dawns and a Day
January 26, 2023 21:00 - 40 seconds - 528 KBTwo dawns (and a day) Still is the morning, early sunlight on a distant hill, missing your footsteps climbing upwards to the awakening view. So along the pathway across ripening fields and ripples of golden wheat I imagine your smile, when these two dawns do meet. For the sky, is so perfect, a summer of blue, the sparkle of life awakening this August a day for dawn, and the beautiful smile that is you. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know wh...
Blackbirds
January 24, 2023 18:00 - 1 minute - 894 KBBlackbird There’s a blackbird singing across the still morning air, her song ripples in the moonlight, a melody of a summer stream, wishing the dawn was already there. For it is deep in the mid of winter, the snow drifts, high upon the garden wall, the skies hidden by fog and banks of rolling cloud, her wings still folded, waiting for dawn her springtime call. And for just a moment, a mere fragment of time, the wind whispers through trees, th...
If (Politics and Nature)
January 23, 2023 17:00 - 42 seconds - 596 KBIf (Politics and Nature) If the moon slipped and fell, from the cradle of skies to the wind blown sea, would it matter, would it matter then, to me? If the stars then tumbled, in a crown of constellations upon the waves of majesty, would the fish then listen to the wings of gulls calling and crying in glee? And on the shore, when the high of tide has retreated and left the detritus of cost and life upon the shore, will there be anyone to...
Hushed
January 22, 2023 15:00 - 44 seconds - 553 KBHushed Hushed is the snow, the first morning of another day, her footsteps still following the stars, the dawn has lifted away, for the silence fills the emptiness, the hidden blue of her eyes, tears in droplets of ice, frozen ‘til April, in the awakening sunrise. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
Morning Bells
January 18, 2023 17:00 - 35 seconds - 475 KBMorning bells Morning bells, the church tower lost in flurries of snow does chime, winter light returning, dawn edging above the drifts and clouds of dawn and time, For another year stretches, in calendar days the retreating shadows of yesteryears, ‘how long?’ the blackbird sings above the hours ‘how long?’ he sings, into the darkness waiting,waiting, until spring does hear. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhap...
Running
January 15, 2023 14:00 - 23 seconds - 365 KBRunning Running with the sky full, open the last of dust of stars in my eyes, the wind in my hair, the dawn snuffed into silence memories of night and blindness hidden, by the wind Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
High are the stars tonight
January 14, 2023 15:00 - 23 seconds - 303 KBHigh are the stars tonight High, are the stars tonight, beyond the skies of this room of bed and sleep, with dreams to become, the earth turns an invisible hand, across the heavens, in time to trust and time to keep… Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
The Glove (6)
January 13, 2023 15:00 - 3 minutes - 2.44 MBThe Glove The doors once again hissed tightly shut, this time closing behind him. No place to sit. He put his bags on the floor by his feet. Leaned on the glass panel and looked around him. He held the glove uselessly in his left hand and just for a few stops, shut his eyes, and trusted to the muffled rocking motion, the regular stops and the warm, dry welcoming air blasting from the heaters. He awoke with a start. Feeling a hand pressing lightly against his arm, and a deep, whispering ...
No War (Everyone has gone)
January 12, 2023 16:00 - 32 seconds - 430 KBEveryone has gone from dust to dreams to dusk and darkness, ‘Twil matter to none, for the morning sun stands empty, the sky a blanket of cloud smoke and grey with lines of footsteps abandoned ruptured in shadows of war fractures death, destruction, and decay. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
The Sea (Year’s End)
January 11, 2023 15:00 - 36 seconds - 467 KBThe Sea Above the rising tides, the winds that rush and fettle above the sky through the shaking hands of empty trees, the blue of dawn in ragged strips, wrinkles and shrugs, sighing mournfully for sifting through the last of autumn’s leaves, a single crow barks above the mud, the plough, along the empty ripples of loam rilled fields, as the year doth end, in blasts of storms and shrieking. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know wh...
High is the Moon
January 10, 2023 17:00 - 21 seconds - 386 KBHigh is the Moon Late afternoon, above the fading trees, the light slipping from blue to grey, the moon hints at the coming night and slowly bows across the sky and leaves the chatter of birdsong for another day. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
The High Tide
January 09, 2023 16:00 - 51 seconds - 646 KBHigh Tide In the high tide of darkness, in the cold, the wet and wind blown, the new dawn waits off stage, waiting for the surge of winter, the blindness of January, in seeds of clouds and moon, waiting to be sown, and below, the huddled rooftops, behind alder, beech and yew, the village church points skywards, and chimes to the world, time unfolding the hours anew. For it’s a long way to summer, and autumns long and fallen, in the ...
The First Light of Morning
January 07, 2023 11:00 - 37 seconds - 476 KBThe first light of morning The first light of morning, dawn and grey with flower blossoms of clouds upon the rose petal east, an opening sky, for today a light mist rises above the empty fields, all is quiet, all is hushed, only the hours chime, as time whispers slowly unfolding, the echoes and memories, in flights of wings and memories, passing me by, and taking me …away Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps y...
The First
January 06, 2023 14:00 - 36 seconds - 556 KBThe First Woodpeckers, and silence, above woodlands along the beach of memories, the new year opens in dawn, time, and light, the wind and seas still, at rest, and so to walk upon the shoreline empty as yet of footsteps under the bluest of skies and tides, for there are wings of days many, to come to lift and hope for a blossoming south from an awakening west. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can...
There’s a wind
January 02, 2023 15:00 - 1 minute - 1.2 MBThere’s a wind There’s a wind outside, brewing darkness, bringing shadows and thunder, behind the early morning rain, in sheets of slate and angry grey, the sky is split in misshapen fragments of silver, shattered in splinters of lightening, trees, burgeoning building lines and edges. And still, the day, does open. In splints of light, pillars of mists and falling stars like icons, the forms of shape, pattern and familiarity return, he...
The Glove (5)
January 01, 2023 13:00 - 3 minutes - 2.16 MBImmediately she saw him. Their eyes met like fire across the middle distance between them. She didn’t notice anything else about him being except what he held in his hand. He’d parked the car, two car spaces from the glass recycling containers. His old vehicle too valuable for his memories to be ruined by an accidentally dropped glass, or container. He was a little early for his tram. He could have parked at another station nearer to his final destination, but always chose further along the...
Last Lea
December 24, 2022 13:00 - 50 seconds - 626 KBLast Lea Last hours before midnight, outside it’s pouring with evening rain, the city streets swept empty with silence and reflections, everything drawn within shadows, puddles of life, through this window pane And so to look further through my own, my reflection, across rooftops and trees, up high, to what is hidden behind clouds of a falling windswept December sky, I’m wishing you rest across the miles with your smile, your laughter...
Sun’s Up
December 23, 2022 15:00 - 53 seconds - 645 KBSun’s Up Sun’s up, seagulls surfing upon winds of light and morning, across the early dawning, and wisps of an empty sky, and below, the tide is high, her waves riding, crashing, upon the old and crumbling sea wall, and behind the dunes, they that tower with shifting sands, moving soundlessly, endlessly, and inland slowly, ever so slowly, a distant train, rattles, and crawls, blindly, at the edge of passing time, and in floods of...
She Walked (Spring into December)
December 20, 2022 16:00 - 20 seconds - 287 KBShe walked She walked along the sidewalk in the early morning of December, beautiful through the dull, the dark and grey, her face a picture of springtime, the promise of summer who walked beside her, never having gone away. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
Waiting for Snow
December 17, 2022 16:00 - 1 minute - 846 KBWaiting for Snow Skies full of moon and light, hidden behind the darkness, stars still and burning, the passage of darkness, in the coming of the deeper sleep of lengthening night, For beneath the gathering of shadows and the fall of dusk, the dark of winter into December, the longest night And of the season’s change, coming in flocks of invisible wings and time, as it must, as it must, Whilst under the blindness’s of city windows, ...
The Nativity 2022
December 16, 2022 16:00 - 13 minutes - 9.54 MBI have tried to rewrite the nativity and place it within the war in Ukraine. It’s not perfect, needs a little more crafting perhaps, and this is a first through reading! Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
Snowflakes (Forget-me-nots)
December 15, 2022 15:00 - 23 seconds - 342 KBSnow Fall The dull, heavy, distant thud of morning silence, fills the snow and fall of December dark and night, for where else, can one find the dream of summer, than in the falling forget me nots of snowflakes, in the late awakening of dawn and light? Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
Thumbprints (the Moon)
December 12, 2022 16:00 - 48 seconds - 595 KBThumbprints The moon, high above the freezing morning, in darkness, partly hidden behind the passing clouds, he shines blurred, upon the frozen earth, along the valleys, silent rivers, mists, fogs in season shrouds, for the longest night is approaching, the days, hours light, warmth and home echoes of summer, memories, as across the sky of stars and fallen leaves, in shadows still bells a-chiming, winter holds, in snow and ice life is so...
December Darkness
December 11, 2022 14:00 - 56 seconds - 683 KBDecember darkness, the earth enveloped in seas of clouds and winter grey, hard to believe the sun will rise above the rooftops and lift the stars of light from night to day, but for now the world is silent, hushed to stillness, the trees whisper songs of wind and summer, the moon hangs in the tangle of branches, slipping between the hours of midnight leaves and the last chimes of bells and towers as the season bec...
Dawn (or is it coffee?)
December 10, 2022 15:00 - 3 minutes - 2.77 MBWaiting for dawn ( Morning Coffee) Well, with coffee in hand, buttered toast and summer strawberry jam, there’s no sign of the day. Night still presses the darkness against the windows, the garden in outlines of black, lightening shadows and depths of grey. I can see reflections of winter lights, the December Solstice and Christmas promises in the half reflections of my face, peering with hope against the window. Outside, it’s damp and mild, the cold and frost waiting in the clear skies ...
The Glove (4)
December 09, 2022 15:00 - 1 minute - 900 KBSuddenly, she was awake. Alert. Hyper aware of every detail around her.As she was before one of her migraines, her seizures that would blind her with a shocking, debilitating light. Her penultimate stop was called by the recorded voice. She winced.It was fully light now outside. She normally felt this way in the middle of the day when it happened: triggered by tiredness, stress or that nagging sense of loss that followed her into her own kn er struggles. At least she was alert. Watchful...
The Eye of Night
December 08, 2022 16:00 - 58 seconds - 710 KBThe Eye of Night The eye of night, watches, blinks behind creases of clouds across the ragged winter dawn of sky, and through the standing trees they that scrape and tear, rattling the truth at the empty wind, uselessly hanging, blindly gesturing, through invisible branches, guessing which way the beacons of light will slowly turn, and above the lines and folds, the geometric castles, the battlements of politics and power, the million s...
The Nativity 2023… a taster for next week
December 07, 2022 14:00 - 1 minute - 1.09 MBThe train almost left without them. They hurried into the closing gap between the sliding door and the damaged door frame. They pushed their two battered suitcases first into the already full corridor. And then squeezed on board. She was heavily with child. Shawl over her head, hands crossed over her baby, already kicking, feeling her own stress inside. He was not used to the people and noise. She knew him already. Had already been spoken to, quietly, by the night watchers who told her it...
The Glove (3)
December 05, 2022 15:00 - 2 minutes - 1.48 MBThe Glove (3) She sighed. Clutched the single glove tight in her hand. A fortieth birthday present from her mother. She loved the tight, flexible fit, and the way her engagement ring pressed through and created a crown of creases that everyone could see who looked at her hands, even in winter, that it was something special. She sighed a second time. The carriage was warm. Too warm. And silent. A few people stood and pretended not to look at her. A few peered shortsightedly at their m...
Something (is waiting)
December 04, 2022 14:00 - 1 minute - 1.08 MBSomething Something is waiting, it may be in the silence, the unbroken grey of sky, or the call and cry of a single freedom bird, lost in the confusions, in the government of trees, but something is waiting, unbroken, alone and standing in the sunlight, leaves of modernity and media fragile, resting, wearily, on the shoulders of this slow passing darkness of night, for something is here in the dawn falling in white feathers of wh...
Simply Gone Away
December 03, 2022 14:00 - 45 seconds - 602 KB(Simply) Gone Away Hard to believe, summer’s gone away, took up her hat and left us, stealing our time from memories, - and yesterday, for I waited so long, dreamed for spring, but then May had left the blue, the Spring promise of skies, and soon, t’was September then October, and her longer goodbyes, for the leaves had already fallen, their trees standing bare, for life, how you left me, standing beside me, missing you and the sun‘s wat...
Somewhere
December 02, 2022 15:00 - 24 seconds - 349 KBSomewhere there’s a dawn today hidden in the great black sack of morning darkness, So I’ll reach up to where the moon should be, find it, hold it, pull it down, release the stars, flood the dawn with a million candles of morning light to remind the day to be. Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
The Christmas Tree (No War)
December 01, 2022 14:00 - 58 seconds - 787 KBIn the hidden dawn, across the fields the hanging December darkness, a single Christmas tree still and silent stands between the tilled earth and the empty stars of sky, in colours of light and hope, it glows and tingles, shimmering in the twilight invisible upon the borders and governments, the negotiated settlements the half-bombed houses and the wrecked beliefs and dreams of war torn towns, For it is but a single crown of branches, a symbol of ...
She wrote me a letter today…
November 30, 2022 14:00 - 1 minute - 1010 KBShe wrote to me a letter today, came in the post, it’s been such along time since she passed through this way, I spent the day wondering if I should open it, just to find out for sure, I was peeling back the envelope when I heard the knock upon the front door, I left the letter on the table, walked down the empty hall, passed by photographs of her face, the memories of loves, lives and other times that I can still recall, then I unlatched ...
The Flood
November 29, 2022 18:00 - 37 seconds - 446 KBThe Flood A flood of darkness, hidden between the earth, and a paling morning with trees leafless, fallen, glimpses in blinking puddles, for empty of stars, is this late November sky, and through and above, the clouds an invisible race in ships, through sails, the wind whispers, across heavens, the wings of day arising, as the hours fleetingly, hauntingly, in reflection, hurry on by Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my au...
The Glove.Chapter 2
November 27, 2022 15:00 - 3 minutes - 2.49 MBThe Glove. Chapter 2 1. The tram was approaching now. A shout of metal. A blast of air. It stopped a little before her. A clatter of doors and hurrying people pushing and shuffling into the smiling toothless gap left by the opening doors that hissed to one side. Unthinkingly, she gripped the umbrella with both hands. Shook it, closed it and was the last to step into the crowded bubble of light and warmth. It was only after the doors closed, after the juddering hesitating motion forward, ...
November Light
November 26, 2022 15:00 - 23 seconds - 307 KBNovember light So beautiful, blending blushing, turning the skies blue, to light to gold and grey, forever in a tumbling of showers, winter slips, across the face of darkness, grinning wildly at the opening dawn of the coming day Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]
Night Train
November 25, 2022 21:00 - 1 minute - 887 KBNight Train Across the crouching darkness, twisting the distances, a caterpillar of light and curves departs beyond the city edges, with carriage windows that brightly flicker, blinking between the flames and shadows of walls, trees and telegraph wires, the train travels faster, faster, slipping, behind embankments, rattling steel, metal and echoes, faster and faster tipping skies and evenings beyond the edge of the hidden world, with carriages ...
Changing Stone
November 24, 2022 14:00 - 2 minutes - 1.94 MBStone Something I’ve noticed. Learned perhaps. From the two stones I lift each day, just before dawn. One is round and smooth. The other as long as outstretched fingers, with bands and filaments, layered and sparkling with minerals. They are Mica, quartz, and hornblende. The large pebble is sedimentary grey, with minuscule flecks of white. It is rounded, smooth and slips easily between your fingers. Made, formed, shaped through water, knocking against other stones and the patience of et...
A Slip of Light
November 22, 2022 15:00 - 20 seconds - 266 KBA slip of light early morning darkness, the sky lengthens from black to steel to grey, November shivers through leaves and sunlight a touch a smile of dawn for so begins another day Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me feedback! [email protected]