the light of a candle is transferred to anotherthe year turns
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Sonnet – For the Turn of the Year
For the turn of the year,the time is nigh;The earth on its axis will spin its course Amidst a storm deluge out of the sky;The raging flood rivers running full force.Sheep hug the hedge at the edge of the field;The gale so relentless,branches are bowed;Nature is silenced its armour to wield;The ground is sodden whereContinue reading “Sonnet – For the Turn of the Year”
Deep is the Night
Deep is the night Obsidian blackEnveloping allSilent is the windPlacid quietudeSlumbering breathCalm are the thoughtsEchoing memoriesTracing the stars
The Year Turns
The year turns And so the memories haunt The space betweenThe festivities and twinkling lightsWhispering to be heardIntricately woven on gossamer threadsStranded through timeGrasped in the depthsFalling lowTo whispers of loveAnd soft tears that fallTo be lovedTo be fully knownEmmanuelGod with usToday and every day.
A Winter Tale
She sees you as you are through a misted lens of winter Through a torment of sadnesslike spun shards of iceAs the darkness holds the earthBefore the ferns unfurlThe nodding snowdrop heads Bow in reverence and poise.While nature holds the beauty A stain is etched upon her earth The world is wrought with sadnessThe winterContinue reading “A Winter Tale”
Discover
Stagnancy steals timeMake the most of each momentBreak out of the shell – Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy The post Discover appeared first on Grace of the … Discover Saw this – so very true
From Night to This
So often awake at 4am to which I pen a few lines in the darkness – watching , always watching as the eye becomes accustomed to the dark . It is only then that I realise that dark has many forms and colours . Night vision is so depleted in us of the modern world.Continue reading “From Night to This”
Into the darkness
bullets of rain ricochet into the darknesssomewhere along the A38location is vaguedrawn am I to the side of the roadfor familiar landmarksheadlights haloand stream white lightat odd anglesJuxtaposedThe road is liquidobsidianInto oblivion
Twixt Land and Sea
An iridescence tops spun waves Foaming on the shoreline;I am near blinded by the light Of the setting sun;Heaven’s halo Between the island and the shore;The warmth and depth of the Autumn starBrings heaven to earthIn proximity,This liminal placeTwixt land and sea.
Giving again
wind spun waves crash and surgein perpetual rhythmpulling the pebblesfrom under the feetuntil we fall as the seventh wave towersand breaks into orangestained waterat the fringe the shorefrom soft sandstone cliffs etched and leachedafter stormsand we talk where flint glistensunder the sunand we finger the shapesas the wind snatchesour thingsthere is laughter againas the beachgivesContinue reading “Giving again”
