From tiny beginnings to oceans I discovered the world in words


Beneath winter’s barren hedge

daffodils push to trumpet golden glory.

Beneath our outward, “I’m fine thanks”.

minds and hearts hide secrets and pain.


Elaine Patricia Morris 

(c) February 2017. 

16 days into February

They’re coming

with their brightness

poetic licence

forward thinking

hopes for spring.

Let’s not forget

it’s now they’re blooming

in wind that’s cooling

using strength

we should admire,

while we sit huddled

by the fire.

(c) Elaine Patricia

15 days into February


split, divide

continue to grow

side by side together.


(Elfje)  (c) Elaine Patricia 

Good news

My poem ‘Shin-rin yoku’ has been accepted for the anthology Gazing at Gaia which is being published to raise money for Manchester Buddhist Centre. 

A bright spell among the darkness of  the nasty virus I am struggling with at the moment.

3 days into February

There has often been a little confusion here as some of my work is published under the name of Elaine Morris and some Elaine Patricia.  From here on I shall be Elaine Patricia.  Thank you Libby for highlighting this problem.

29 days into January

winter evenings

piecing together jigsaws

family closeness

Elaine Patricia Morris (c)

27 days into January

In my own small space

in the quiet time of year

the arbour stands neglected,

it still holds my heart

I feel the need to touch it

the old grey willow watching.

Elaine Patricia Morris (c)

24 days into January

I do things 

in between other things

to get things done.

I change my hat

to one of my other hats

to get things done.

I’m someone else

at different times of day

to get things done.

I can still choose

who it is I want to be

to get things done.

I have the freedom

to make make whatever choice

to just be me.

I like my life

I am a lucky girl

who gets things done.

Elaine Patricia Morris (c).

20 days into January

Harbingers of spring

silent strength I wish I had

Martin Mere today

Hanging in sunshine

with me on a lovely day

hazel catkins- cool.

Elaine Patricia Morris (c)

Home  7 days into 2017

Misty damp mornings

in early January

don’t offer much hope


they can even hide

the clarity of our minds

these depressing days


don’t be disheartened

cherish the closeness of home

be yourself a while


it’s heart beats with yours

listen to it’s silent soul

it knows who you are.

Elaine Patricia Morris (c)

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