Monthly Archives: July 2015


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Sunshine 10


Electrifying energy,
mystic melodies divine,
filled with a mixture
of darkness and light —
from ethereal moments
transcending the mind
to the recesses
and dark corners
where sun never shines
and where birds never sing,
where it’s impossible to know
the twists and turns life brings.

But I’m curious about them
and fascinated by each one,
especially when finding myself
upon the edge of the dark
and drifting into that narrow space
between day and night
where a sense of adventure
overtakes my fears
while struggling to maintain
that balance I seek.

For upon that fine line
where day meets the night,
I dance as the darkness
descends upon the ebbing light,
embracing each one of them
just before the moon and stars
illuminate the darkness
and transcend it all
with a pervasive and subtle glow,
where forever will be imprinted
upon this heart of mine.

For if it…

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The seller of dreams

Jane Dougherty Writes

Poem inspired by twitter friend and muse, Luigi La Ragione.
Painting by Caspar David Friedrich

XKH141318 Drifting Clouds (oil on canvas); by Friedrich, Caspar David (1774-1840); 18.3x24.5 cm; Hamburger Kunsthalle, Hamburg, Germany; German, out of copyright

You sold me dreams of smoke without fire,
The clouds you rode dissolved in rain,
The blue you painted across the sky,
Torn and rent let through the night.
You poured me an ocean of restless waves,
That rolled over shadows of jagged rocks.
The rainbow smiles were for the others,
The promises made were words in the wind.
You wrote your heart in ripples of water,
And walked away in the cold light of the stars.

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Poesy plus Polemics

"Abstract Deer" Painting by SurgencyArt From “Abstract Deer”
Painting by SurgencyArt

deer seem to prefer
my sweet gardens
to exclusion of
foraging wild
far be it from me
to complain
of their visits
for clearly they’ve
nicely been cultured
so graceful expressive
and downright polite
are these ruminant
woodland arbiters
having sharp sense
of good taste

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3 Days 3 Quotes: Day 3

Jane Dougherty Writes

Last day of the challenge, and a quote from my favourite poet, WB Yeats. It was hard to choose a few lines, there is so much beautiful imagery in Yeats. The following lines are from one of his best-loved poems, The Lake Isle of Innisfree.

The painting is by Akseli Gallen-Kallela


I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds on the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

Thanks to Emily for nominating me 🙂 I’m passing on the challenge to Merril Smith .

Rules are simple (though I realise I haven’t followed them to the letter) to post a favourite quote a day for three days, and each day to pass on the challenge to three other bloggers.

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