Introductory Poems

To introduce each chapter of the different photoshoots for my book I have collaborated with my Dad to write some short poems to 'set the scene' for each different character. The poems help to enhance the dream-like nature of the book and tie in the idea of an old-fashioned fairytale style.

Each poem will be typed up in word and saved as a PDF and then exported as  JPEG in order to insert into the book in a high quality. The poem with be typed using the font 'Baskerville Old Face' for the main text, and for the first letter in each poem I will make it larger than the rest of the letters, again to bring in the old fashioned style text idea, and I will use the font 'Edwardian Script' so the letter is slightly curled.


Poem for Butterfly shoot:

'A breeze as faint as whispering mice
Crossed her face not once but twice
Beats from two beautifully coloured wings 
Full of magical swirls and circular things

One settled and then more they came
Wonderful beatings again and again
As one by one they arrested on the brightest flower 
Covering her stem like a perfect shower '

Poem for Crow shoot: 

'First the crow came often

With a clump of hair in its beak Its eyes would soften
As its wings became weak
Now the crow doesn’t come To my tree anymore
But I still hear wings hum Past the crack of my door' 

Poem for Beetle & Flower shoot: 

'A black coat dull like rubber she wore

As she crawled across the forest floor 
From leaf to leaf she moved without grace 
Until she found her resting place

Round and pale against her skin
A most strange happening did begin
Her black coat turned to iridescent green 
A prettier beetle had never been seen' 

Poem for Deer shoot: 

'He could not be sure if beast or foul

The faintest trace caught on the breeze 
Perhaps a sound of foot through gorse 
Gone again, if it was ever there

A sight, a glimpse of brown or red 
Then stillness, nothing, shades of green 
Movement definitely down by the copse 
A shape shifting in the blowing grasses

Again once more, this time a story 
There stood the stag in all its glory'