Category Archives: volcano

January 23, 2022 · 8:39 pm

awake (living planet)

This afternoon’s wild walk by my gale-swept Nordic shores prompted a blog post in my mind.

However, as wild waves – rollers, breakers – crashed at my feet, my heart reeled back to last weekend, as disaster struck over an antipodean archipelago.

News of the cataclysm in the Pacific prompted a piece in response, written in the wake of it last Monday.

Living Planet


400,000 lightning bolts.


That sonic boom heard in Fiji, New Zealand, even
Alaska.
Hunga-Tonga-Hunga Ha’pai blown into
sky;
billowing cloud,
giant mushroom on satellite,
it has been felt around
the globe.

Little Earth shook -
ocean rippled so far away,
Peru, Japan…
It has been felt around
us all.

So much unknown under water or
where folk live like
castaways;
potential hell, dust,
acid rain over
              it all.


NH, 17 Jan 2022.

Have you ever travelled to the edge of a dormant volcano and stood before the great ocean? Eshaness offers this.
Apparently,
It even share rocks with Nova Scotia 🙂
On the way, the lens captured amazing light. Here it is, in November’s splendour.

Stanes –
out on the edge of the dormant volcano,
earth crust shrapnel,
Eshaness in my
hand.
#micropoetry fae #60N

I came home with a pocket full of stones, eyes and heart filled with light and memories.

Sulphuric Dream

Our place on Earth

Strange day, Thursday.

My northern sky looks and smells weird. As if norse gods made an omelette with rotten eggs… Oblivious to the wheel of news we’re spoon-fed on each breakfast show, I sense differences in my world.

We’re caught in it! The land of ice is shooting ash high in the blueness of our atmosphere – everything is clutching at straws…

And in this maniac media rat race, the western world admits stand still at terminals. Air travelling merely postponed in the name of life! For once, wisdom has won the day instead of cash.

update on Icelandic ash cloud

And my senses record it all.