@sinistral-me.bsky.social
Songwriter, left hand guitar player, brainless philosopher, earnest lover of all things creative, observer, cafe stalker, nature soaker, left hand fiddler, apprentice of the human condition, unfinished, pathological need to see all sides simultaneously.
Possibly not a direct quote, but non the less eloquent and does capture Spike’s sentiments.
December 5, 2025 at 12:52 PM
Possibly not a direct quote, but non the less eloquent and does capture Spike’s sentiments.
Hitching a ride :))
November 22, 2025 at 3:47 PM
Hitching a ride :))
The downed clown
November 3, 2025 at 5:53 PM
The downed clown
The moon and the briar
November 2, 2025 at 8:00 AM
The moon and the briar
Someone spilled some light on my carpet…
October 28, 2025 at 3:02 PM
Someone spilled some light on my carpet…
Bathed in the afterglow.
It feels how it looks,
Something gone,
Something left
A shadow of memory
A time and a place
From which time and places
Are summoned.
It feels how it looks,
Something gone,
Something left
A shadow of memory
A time and a place
From which time and places
Are summoned.
October 24, 2025 at 6:28 PM
Bathed in the afterglow.
It feels how it looks,
Something gone,
Something left
A shadow of memory
A time and a place
From which time and places
Are summoned.
It feels how it looks,
Something gone,
Something left
A shadow of memory
A time and a place
From which time and places
Are summoned.
When faeries come out to play
It’s best you look away
But if you dare
To stop and stare
They’ll ‘pooof!’ without delay!
It’s best you look away
But if you dare
To stop and stare
They’ll ‘pooof!’ without delay!
October 24, 2025 at 11:40 AM
When faeries come out to play
It’s best you look away
But if you dare
To stop and stare
They’ll ‘pooof!’ without delay!
It’s best you look away
But if you dare
To stop and stare
They’ll ‘pooof!’ without delay!
There was a bear called Abigail
Had a catastrophic fail
Lost her head in a poundland sale
And that was that, poor Abigail
Had a catastrophic fail
Lost her head in a poundland sale
And that was that, poor Abigail
October 24, 2025 at 11:34 AM
There was a bear called Abigail
Had a catastrophic fail
Lost her head in a poundland sale
And that was that, poor Abigail
Had a catastrophic fail
Lost her head in a poundland sale
And that was that, poor Abigail
Last poppy of the year in my little back yard
As the leaves begin to fall
Summer has left a calling card
Standing proud and tall
And the gift it brings to the eyes that see
When light may fade for a while
A brightness shines in you and me
Every time we smile
As the leaves begin to fall
Summer has left a calling card
Standing proud and tall
And the gift it brings to the eyes that see
When light may fade for a while
A brightness shines in you and me
Every time we smile
October 7, 2025 at 11:19 AM
Last poppy of the year in my little back yard
As the leaves begin to fall
Summer has left a calling card
Standing proud and tall
And the gift it brings to the eyes that see
When light may fade for a while
A brightness shines in you and me
Every time we smile
As the leaves begin to fall
Summer has left a calling card
Standing proud and tall
And the gift it brings to the eyes that see
When light may fade for a while
A brightness shines in you and me
Every time we smile
Clouds over Colwyn Bay..
September 13, 2025 at 7:28 PM
Clouds over Colwyn Bay..
Ever had one of those days? :))
September 9, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Ever had one of those days? :))
Little fairy lost her head
No more wishes granted
And though she looks quite frankly dead
She’s only been decanted.
No more wishes granted
And though she looks quite frankly dead
She’s only been decanted.
September 6, 2025 at 11:26 AM
Little fairy lost her head
No more wishes granted
And though she looks quite frankly dead
She’s only been decanted.
No more wishes granted
And though she looks quite frankly dead
She’s only been decanted.
Imagination food
August 31, 2025 at 11:31 AM
Imagination food
You walk past something that pleases the eye, unsure what it is that pleases you. Ten minutes later you have to go back. And take a pic. I think it is the balance.
August 18, 2025 at 5:04 PM
You walk past something that pleases the eye, unsure what it is that pleases you. Ten minutes later you have to go back. And take a pic. I think it is the balance.
It is up to us to decide where they lead
August 17, 2025 at 9:38 AM
It is up to us to decide where they lead
The good ship Sinistrality. ;))
August 17, 2025 at 9:30 AM
The good ship Sinistrality. ;))
On my wall this morning, a group of harvestmen. Apparently arachnid but not true spiders. I also discovered there is no name for a group of these beauties and admiring their pale knees I propose a ‘knee of harvestmen’.
July 29, 2025 at 7:57 AM
On my wall this morning, a group of harvestmen. Apparently arachnid but not true spiders. I also discovered there is no name for a group of these beauties and admiring their pale knees I propose a ‘knee of harvestmen’.
When the tab on the top rips off
We huff we tut and we scoff
A decision we then must make
For a knife that cuts butter
Or a knife that cuts steak
O beware the one thing that fails
In using your finger nails
‘Cause try as you might
(And it is quite the fight)
It is written the damn things will break.
We huff we tut and we scoff
A decision we then must make
For a knife that cuts butter
Or a knife that cuts steak
O beware the one thing that fails
In using your finger nails
‘Cause try as you might
(And it is quite the fight)
It is written the damn things will break.
May 30, 2025 at 10:05 AM
When the tab on the top rips off
We huff we tut and we scoff
A decision we then must make
For a knife that cuts butter
Or a knife that cuts steak
O beware the one thing that fails
In using your finger nails
‘Cause try as you might
(And it is quite the fight)
It is written the damn things will break.
We huff we tut and we scoff
A decision we then must make
For a knife that cuts butter
Or a knife that cuts steak
O beware the one thing that fails
In using your finger nails
‘Cause try as you might
(And it is quite the fight)
It is written the damn things will break.
This was left on my window sill, I assume as payment for sunflower seed. A most fair exchange. ;))
May 9, 2025 at 10:26 AM
This was left on my window sill, I assume as payment for sunflower seed. A most fair exchange. ;))
