https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49670713891_2fdd71ce61_m.jpg You humbly stand in the golden aisle of an autumn cathedral. The breeze sings minor chords and ahead the glow of a low setting sun becomes an awesome altar. Beautiful, bending branches That joyfully meet together above blend a gallery...
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/49669088146_6b47380335_m.jpg Mellow sunrays steal through a golden shower of autumn leaves, and all beyond are rippled, russet reflections of death’s last dance drowning in a spectacular array of little lakes that flood the woodland way. Tall trees have forsaken ...
So sad my friend, and even worse when you know that nothing can be done to alleviate the pain. Loss and grieving is part of living i suppose , but when it s someone close it hurts
https://live.staticflickr.com/5679/21974014710_90ccf3a6d8_m.jpg In many ways you gave me grace to be the best that I could be. You helped me grow within my space to see I had a destiny. There were no chains love set me free from things I could not reconcile I loved the strength that gave to me, but...
https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7814/33566169508_4295bd74de_m.jpg Crystal reflections facets of my mind. Clarity of purpose resplendence I find. Ripples of a sunbeam stream across the sky. Freshly frozen snowflakes delight my eager eye. A prelude of rainbows, pendant icicles entwine. Exquisite chand...
https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7861/46461418495_0ffbd543d5_m.jpg Faint whispers of a fragrance still my mind, as scarlet threads soft weave then start to grow in twilight skies enabling me to find these tranquil moments in their afterglow. In quiet pools reflections now I see stars mirror bright tr...
https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1975/31120232848_3eee9c519f_b.jpg Dickie’s fledglings were now old enough to leave home and fly the nest, they all wanted to live nearby so Dickie said he would do his best. Whilst he flew in and out of trees Mrs Sparrow decided to bake a tasty treat as a leaving gift...
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/917/42459207424_77c27fa8ec_m.jpg A pretty patchwork quilt to hold your dreams, embroidered silks of feathered wings on birds; and summer skies soft mirrored into streams my gift to you this lullaby of words. Fair meadow daisies lace love-chains for you as pillow trink...
well, people seem to think it is hard to navigate so they give up at first attempt.... never mind , i will keep this site open simply because i like it
oh wow, this is ghostly ; i love and fear the atmosphere you have created Cindy, like another world exists inside the cemetery gates, intruders are not welcome and the snow spreads its cold inhospitable cloak. Somehow Edgar Allen Poe lurks here , he would love this.. when i saw the title i thought y...
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/819/40128953394_2a4927d9c3_n.jpg How exquisite the wild red rose no other flower can compare, her own sweet choosing where she grows by woodland path or meadows fair. Pretty petals open to share enchantment so fragile and free, gentle fragrance wafts on the air as the...
Ah, i like this form Cindy, and i also enjoyed the theme of a little bird.... now you have set me off and as i haven't written much at all lately i shall certainly try to write a Huitain ...
https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1538/26600332055_5ae8570c94_m.jpg This search for happiness is just an illusion, hopes, and dreams grow then fade constantly. Whilst we spend precious time crying the trees, birds and flowers thrive in acceptance of their given place without question; and in that they...
https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5778/24072826065_a367434cf0_m.jpg Soft the sonata of winter, a hush of snowflakes all around. Sweet and clear is the melody; whispering breezes, psalms of sound. Crystalline the chimes of winter, diamond bright and all aglow; frozen trees play quivering chords, percus...
https://farm1.staticflickr.com/443/31939906963_fbd986705e_m.jpg Dickie got very excited his friends wondered why that could be and then they all started chirping when he wanted a Christmas tree. “Oh you are silly,” said his wife, “you live in a tree in the wood,” but all his friends liked the idea ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dxxg6NenmBQ Lord I hear you call for you are ever near, absolute and whole I hold no other dear. You give my spirit grace, humility my all. Divine flame of faith, Lord I hear you call. I live by your commands with honour, truth and joy. Lord I hear you call your serv...
https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4397/36164886440_6bc0decf46_m.jpg In soft, humble quietude of twilight the day fades behind an altar of prayer, there is peace in the dark path of solace where souls sleep sweet in serenity there. Threaded in a woven shawl of silence celestial whispers weave ways to h...
Yes, the same sky has watched over all mankind , peasants, warriors and kings alike..it cannot discriminate one from the other, and the essence of all those souls linger, mingled on near and far time shores.
This is haunting and sad; the image you have painted is heartbreaking in the beautiful night sky waiting to be admired whilst the telescope waits unused and forgotten. A wonderful descriptive poem Cindy, i can feel the lonely silence...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQ4o9Rk6RnI I sat on the harbour wall watching the setting sun bleed red into the ocean, and then the glow of twilight bless the boats as they gently pulled and bobbed about in their lazy, sleepy way. You came to me in the fullness of a midnight tide, ran your kindly...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MsdOJga5cCw Exquisite jewels glisten on early dew-kissed autumn webs whilst rich impressionist, rustic tree art ripple mirrors to shimmer its awakening pirouette as morning mist lifts across the lazy lake; and across the meadow murmurs mingle as night creatures settl...
we do have to be very sensitive when dealing with quiet or withdrawn children, lots of patience is required until they themselves are ready to find the confidence to speak. An unusual but very important subject Cindy... our children are so precious
Secrets, never to be told do sometimes create strange happenings when we wonder if someone else shares the same knowledge and we cannot find out unless we release the secret. A poem to ponder on Cindy, do we tell or do we say nothing?
Oh Cindy, this is so haunting and i like it very much. I also enjoyed the way you described the bones as being " puddled loosely", that was a unique way of describing the image and very true because that is what old skeletal bones look like. I am sure you did hear the gentle lowing among t...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BiqlZZddZEo Untrue is everything in my perception of importance, I am not of any consequence unlike the trees. My unrealistic expectations and worries will pass, I consider myself too much but not the trees. We live, reproduce and die leaving no eternal legacy of lov...
https://c1.staticflickr.com/3/2925/34037579822_5c6d5cce4e_m.jpg She was late again as usual, it was her little game making him wait. He knew she would come in her own good time, no need to worry about her. He re-arranged the bed with soft silken sheets, sprinkled rose petals on the pillows; she alw...
Thank you Seema, it is in our darkest moments that little chinks of light get in and these moments can be stepping stones for us. Sometimes we need those rough patches to appreciate the better moments of life..