I love you more than scarlet more than satin silk and lace Like crimson and like cream like rose and like white More than freedom more than feathers more than flight
~ rings and kisses circles and ripples murmurs pools of ancient secrets longing for truth dreams and visions wishes enchanted rustle through whispering willows ~ from before time
You are my fire you're my flame You're my warmth you are my home You're in my blood you're in my breath You're in my tears you're in my sighs I love you more than springs More than streams
Her voice is joy Her touch is home Her eyes secrecy Her spirit sanctity She’s a breath of air She’s a moonlit night She’s a midnight dance She’s a kiss of light
The poem is lovely, it reminded me of my childhood, and then nearer towards the end the fight for survival, harsh, cruel "eat or be eaten". Anyway it is beautiful.
The poem makes me think of Ingrid Jonker who wrote of her own tragic death where she walked into the sea and in the end her body washed out on the sand in sea weed and grass the same as she foretold. It also makes one think of Van Gogh and Eugene...
Beautiful! Could work well with a skipping rope? You should really do more stories for kids like nursery rhymes and fairytales and that. Do you have children Rhiannon? &
Yes Rachel
Posted on Sun, 26 Jul 2020
Yes Rachel, and do you know that old song "Picking up pebbles and throwing them into the sea .. ..
And also to you for your kind reply I thought you could pehaps misunderstand my comment.
See you! &
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childhood, and survival
Posted on Sun, 26 Jul 2020
The poem is lovely, it reminded me of my childhood, and then nearer towards the end the fight for survival, harsh, cruel "eat or be eaten". Anyway it is beautiful.
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desperation
Posted on Mon, 13 Jul 2020
The poem makes me think of Ingrid Jonker who wrote of her own tragic death where she walked into the sea and in the end her body washed out on the sand in sea weed and grass the same as she foretold. It also makes one think of Van Gogh and Eugene...
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for children
Posted on Sat, 04 Jul 2020
Beautiful! Could work well with a skipping rope? You should really do more stories for kids like nursery rhymes and fairytales and that. Do you have children Rhiannon? &
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stunning
Posted on Sat, 04 Jul 2020
Stunning Richard! The age old question, is it better to have loved and lost? Doesn't feel like it hey?
Have a good weekend! & Nolan
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Lovely. True & sincere
Posted on Sat, 27 Jun 2020
Lovely. True & sincere. Filled with hope!
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longing and yearning
Posted on Sun, 28 Jun 2020
"A plastic flower does not yearn for water and the sun", how true. Plastic roses never wilt never die and never live.
As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you O God- Psalm42
This really is beautiful Rhiannon...
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This is very nice
Posted on Mon, 15 Jun 2020
This is very nice Richard! Playful it reminds of when I was a boy.
Hansup! Nolan ~&
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very original
Posted on Sat, 06 Jun 2020
A lovely nature scene Richard. Very original &
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ancient fascinations
Posted on Fri, 29 May 2020
I feel the same way JoAnne the sea "will always awaken my primal soul" like en open fire, like the moon, a thunderstorm a rainbow, the dawn.
See you! &
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