The Man Inside: Dorset And Devon Delights: Ice And Fire.



The Man Inside


The Man inside the Man
watches the world pass by,
feeling at times the need
to make comments; but fearing
the pain it may bring  and
the trouble that may follow.



The Man inside the Man
feels the fire of passion within
and directs an ice-like calm to
dampen down the responses.
The heat of the moment
frozen back to a stable state.


The Man inside the Man
ages only slowly,  remaining
forever youthful in his favourite
time interlude.
He feels his lustrous locks and
gazes down at narrow waist,
flared trousers and shiny boots.
His powers are undimmed and
strength able to cope with
all his bodily demands.

The Man inside the Man
may sometimes be glimpsed
when sounds are heard, pictures
are seen and phrases are spoken
demanding a need for a vocal 
demonstration often loud
and ugly.


At such times:
the Man inside the Man
is outside again.

Ck, 4/7/'14


Above Art courtesy  Kevin O'Neill.
For further images search FaceBook : Kevin O'Neill.


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Last week D. and I spent some time at Lyme Regis ( Dorset)  and Seaton ( Devon).

Here are a few photographs we took.



The Boats at The Cobb, Lyme.





Peering along the rocks at the end of the Cobb.




Looking down upon the Cobb at Sunset.








Views along the Promenade Lyme.
( Note The Fossil-shaped  street lights )






Finally the sea in action at Seaton.


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I have often written in my blog of my admiration for George R.R. Martin, the creator of the fantasy series  " A  Song Of Ice and Fire,' which has five novels published, with two to be written.) It has spawned a widely regarded television programme, which has just finished its fourth season.

I have found a possible connection with the title and a poem written by the American poet  " Robert Frost. "

Here it is for you:

Fire and Ice

BY ROBERT FROST (1920)
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.


It seems such a good short poem that I'm sure George knew of it and it fitted in with his scenario  of fire from the dragons and ice from the cold lands north of the wall.


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Well July has come and high summer is here. It is great to see our fair land still so green and fresh. A blessing indeed. Have a good week.

Cheerio for now,
Ck.

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