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Kate Bridger's
Gallery of Fabric
& Mixed Media Art
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A little verse ...
Hesitation
A year or more
Since he knocked on this door.
Did they notice he'd gone,
Or just carry on?
Since he knocked on this door.
Did they notice he'd gone,
Or just carry on?
The Fly
I'd rather perch here
On a cow's ear
Than be by her tail
When it starts to flail.
On a cow's ear
Than be by her tail
When it starts to flail.
Up There
Perhaps I can fly,
I won't know 'til I try,
But if I should fall,
That's the end of it all.
I won't know 'til I try,
But if I should fall,
That's the end of it all.
Disruption
He led an undemanding life
With an undemanding wife
Until it was shattered
By something that mattered.
With an undemanding wife
Until it was shattered
By something that mattered.
The Garden Shed
The old garden shed
Paint peeling and red,
Still caressed by flowers
In the sunshine hours.
Paint peeling and red,
Still caressed by flowers
In the sunshine hours.
Rubber Gloves
Her day begins with a heart full of wishes
That all end up in a sink full of dishes.
But when the gloves come off and the kids are in bed
She returns to the dreams that play in her head.
That all end up in a sink full of dishes.
But when the gloves come off and the kids are in bed
She returns to the dreams that play in her head.
The Farmer
A toothless grin and a damp wool jacket,
Lint coated Polo mints escaped from the packet.
There are cows to milk and sheep to shear,
And hay to stack year after year.
Lint coated Polo mints escaped from the packet.
There are cows to milk and sheep to shear,
And hay to stack year after year.
The Photographer
The mountain face
Commands the space
As we stand small
Before it all.
Commands the space
As we stand small
Before it all.
Sand Dollars
As they lay upon the sand to dry
I thought they’d fallen from some alien sky.
A motif etched on every one
Another miracle beneath the sun.
I thought they’d fallen from some alien sky.
A motif etched on every one
Another miracle beneath the sun.
Friends
Be happy with any
‘Cos you don’t need many.
You just need the best
To stand out from the rest.
‘Cos you don’t need many.
You just need the best
To stand out from the rest.
Rooftop Garden
Beauty becomes a futility
When all we want is utility.
With re-bars and concrete and antennas on top,
If this is the vision, then please make it stop.
When all we want is utility.
With re-bars and concrete and antennas on top,
If this is the vision, then please make it stop.
The Bench
Save me a seat beneath the trees
Where I can relax and feel the breeze.
I need to think about what’s been done
So perhaps I’ll be ready for what’s to come.
Where I can relax and feel the breeze.
I need to think about what’s been done
So perhaps I’ll be ready for what’s to come.
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