Wednesday, 21 August 2019

Reaction


Approving?

Sometimes a simple nod... perhaps a thumbs-up, 
if gesticulative communication is your style...
anyway, if differently inclined, maybe a "yup"?
Irreverence showed: employed a bland smile!

Prose writing's variable, whatever/what it is,
my own writing enjoyments appear as rhyme;
this writer's enjoyment's not exclusively his!
Hopefully, sometimes, it's poetically sublime?

Between writer and reader... an interaction,
that interaction is an ineffable experience...
"the ineffable mysteries of the soul": a creation,
truly an individual personal circumstance!

© Ewen A. Morrison 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿





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Thursday, 8 August 2019

Private collection: not for publication!

                                                                     
Evolvingly

Originally preparations and intentions threaded 
through both intentions and actions; perhaps
hopefully/ambitiously... just so pigheaded?
Evolving's like controlling production's taps!

Nowadays, the product of our industry's here,
we're happily able to witness and may use;
feeling good: shedding only a happy tear;
 this workshop's rare and far from profuse!

There certainly is not another of it's kind...
thereby, we CAN describe it as UNIQUE!
Rarity is especially valuable, I'll remind,
value infuses, like a specialized boutique?

© Ewen A. Morrison 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

Saturday, 1 June 2019

English Scots for Yes ~


                                                                  'English Scots for Yes'


Now, both north and south of our own border,
there's an evolving feeling towards a new order:
yesterday's arrangements have had their times,
tried/tested and that organisation now declines; 

thereby, we are moving towards better times! 💕

© Ewen A. Morrison 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿


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The above image is self exoplanetary... below, is my own writing: a mixture of poetry and/or prose ~

'Steòrnabhach'  Which accurately describes this poet: Ewen A. Morrison; 
(a person from Stornoway), Ewen has been quite a keen reader, since learning to read originally... and like most passions, one is driven to practice in that which inspires that very passion! Perhaps that's enough prose? Rather than prose alone, you will find poetry, photos, sketches etc... intertwined, from time to time 🙂

A piece like this tends to pop into my mind without any preliminary thoughts or plans; please don't expect to encounter any neatly polished articles?
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Previous publishing?

Yes, to certain degrees... earlier employment,
like when I worked on a shift called 'C-Shift',
 on a nearby noticeboard, with notices evident...
for Ewen's artworks: seeing a wonderful gift!


Tuesday, 2 April 2019

Fresh photo compenium, from: 2.4.2019




Evolving

Born an amateur to life's living:
give what's to give... impelling;
Evolving's worth... entirely true,
surely for all kind, includes you!

© Ewen A. Morrison 


Ewen's photos are posted as they're freshly rediscovered; certain file details will be displayed too... Ewen's username is 'ewenart' and his acquaintances can understand why; in due course, his readers might too? 



The photo was taken on April 19, 2011 - 1/ 60 sec. f/11, ISO 200

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                                         Ewen John in his most suitable beachwear 😊

This shot was taken on Tuesday, April 19 2011, at 10:01 am; 1/160 sec. f/11 ISO 200; 49 mm. Certain grandchildren might like getting their picture taken when younger... attitudes do evolve in due course, of course   😉

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Lewis's Sky
Reminiscent of the Japanese flag, to many, perhaps?
The picture was taken from Scott Morrison's croftland;
we visited: enjoying the scenery and took a few snaps
and who wouldn't marvel at wonderful beauty at hand?


© Ewen A. Morrison 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

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"Gràidheil" (graːjal)
This Lewis' beach view and that island's rocky saluting?
Perhaps reminiscent of the old clenched fist movement;
however... rather than declaring any powerful chanting:
this rock's kind message is a questionable statement!
"Loving", is the Scottish Gaelic title for this little poem...
meanwhile is aptly right, while portraying pertinence;
naturally, word-communicating is good... may rhyme? 
anyway, ewenart's poem's praying for competence!
Interpretations of meanings are less than certain...
this poet is often between two minds... is bilingual:
Beurla/English & his Gàidhlig/Gaelic languages again,
have touched upon his thoughts; perhaps residual?

© Ewen A. Morrison 

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Nature

With clouds in infinite shapes, volumes and of size, 
the sizes they assume are basic forms, while people
evolved humans: sometimes, naturalness, denies?
Mother Nature? She is the finest and truest steeple!

Since we became 'Naked Apes', our natural senses
have become less 'natural'... in Googling, instead?
Are new developments struggling as recompenses;
each pet dog's superior: while nature is its thread!

The Internet 'friends' are acquaintances... factually;
regardless of their tactical manipulations; very true:
entirely different in what passes between is"us/we";
yesterday's communications... and memories too!
Eventually, Scotland's children shall inherit everything;
ultimately to be thanked ~ perhaps, happily acclaimed? 
As peacefully, Scotland's independence is regaining;
our rightful international place: is successfully gained!

© Ewen A. Morrison
e.10.5.2019



Scrapes/bumps/bruising: early youth? (12.3.2019)

 'The Back Beach'

From my large and constantly evolving collection of photographs...
aiming to combine my writing with suitable pictures: 'originals',
of course! 😇 ~ this emoji's simply convenient, (one laughs) 😉;
I admit that my use of this PC is very amateur... for my sins?

My many hobbies/interest intertwine each other, is pure?
username's 'ewenart': Writing; Photography, Prose-arts;
perhaps too many to accurately record here: I'm sure;
whoever knows, will understand me and my parts! 😔

Our days arrive... then they're passing so unfairly quickly;
time's what we know it to be, and perhaps, quite restrictive? ~
anyway, if health and happiness are involved: it's celebratory;
conclusively, now, living here joyfully's deceptively addictive!

😍

© Ewen A. Morrison 

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   'Dileas' by name: our wee dog ~

Both of these youngsters are focusing on the camera/cameraman... the camera was my first one, ever; the cameraman was my brother Norman, "Norrie", and I suppose we're all wondering where the years have gone? Our mother named the dog; our parents were bilingual people, so it seemed a good name for our new family member! Dileas is the Scottish Gaelic word for faithful - you'll see why we all loved both her name and wonderful character! Most of my friends and acquaintances call me Ewen Morrison - yet my middle name is Angus; later in life, the use of Angus ceased. 😑

That ceasing is difficult to logically explain, after all, both my first and second names were after a grandfather and one of my uncles... an established tradition and most keenly followed in Gaeldom. However, my own generation didn't entirely and fully appreciate all these values; while the reasons are a mixture of uncertainties and distractions... I can comfortably recognise some of the pros and cons involved, but it would require someone who's both psychologically qualified and familiar with our history to accurately interpret our case! 😐

'Scrapes/bumps/bruising: early youth?' is an odd title for this post, however, a number of my close friends and/or relatives (sometimes, one and the same!), may understand why the above photo comes from one of the eras when one, or other of these aspects occurred 😏 ~ sometimes, one's not too sure it was a uniquely youthful tendency?  'older and wiser'... one you can anticipate... the other you may wish for? Undeniably, there are times where life is easier to live than attempt to solve! 😁

Thank goodness that being ordinary tends to be my personal default temperament... not a unique philosophy, of course... perhaps that's a shame; anyway, as one of our finest put it:

Oh, would some power the gift give us,


Who could improve on this wonderful man's words, thoughts and philosophies? (a rhetorical question, of course).

Ewen A. Morrison
@ewenart 

Evolving

Born an amateur to life's living:
give what's to give... impelling;
Evolving's worth... entirely true,
surely for all kind, includes you!


© Ewen A. Morrison
Thank you for your time 😍






Thursday, 28 March 2019

My Mini-Bio...


                                                                   About Me Page ~


Hello, I'm Ewen A. Morrison and I was born in Stornoway, in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland; "Steòrnabhach": a person from Stornoway, if I may combine our languages? I'm a qualified/retired 'ADI', which is our abbreviation for Driving Standards Agency Approved Driving Instructor ~ 'ADI' seems and looks tidier


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Hello, I'm Ewen A. Morrison and I was born in Stornoway, in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland;("Steòrnabhach": a person from Stornoway), if I may combine our languages?
This opening of my mini-biography touches on what'd require much, much more than these few words! My reading passion emerged as soon as I learned to read; furthermore, all of my family were already avid readers. In my youth, we lived in an area which had no T.V. reception... our Mainstream media consisted of our home's radio and newspapers, of course; also, we could visit our regular mobile cinema. In those years, a T.V. set was an entirely pointless idea for us. 'No man is an Island'... fortunately, my better half's my wife, Rosemary, who, like her family and most mainlanders, only spoke the English language; we became the closest of friends, and eventually married. 💘 

 The  Bilingual element never initially entered our minds, other than touching on the interplay of our sense of humour; I liked 'winding her up': "of course a monoglot can't keep up with a bilingual man, you poor soul!" - it loses something in th writing? 😐 - Anyway, with one person only speaking one language and the other being bilingual they'd make an odd couple! However, Ewen was born to a couple who were comfortably bilingual, while feeling this was natural, as our predecessors had done for many, many years! 


Bilingual
"Roma" is Rosemary's nickname, and in Scottish Gaelic "ro math!" means "very good!" she married a bilingual man, Ewen: his thoughts use both languages... two minds/hearts, yet beating in unison ~ they are happy parents/grandparents ~ life's story is wonderfully interesting, the facts are sometimes almost too incredible! Love 💓