Monochrome Monday: Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaf bw

fallen leaves lie scattered

yesterday’s doubts discarded

insulating the seeds of hope

through winter’s long chill

Fallen Leaves bw

This week’s pictures were taken at the meadow during November. I thought they looked different enough in black and white that I could use them despite having shared the coloured versions only a few days ago!

I hope you like them.

Sunlight on Fallen Leaf bw

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Monochrome Monday: Step by Step

Steps

gain insight in ascent

awakening emotions stultified

by society’s strictures

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gain closure in descent

revisiting issues locked within

subconscious crypts

*

gain wisdom with each step

overcoming life’s adversities

so true joy can be found

Steps to bench

This week’s pictures were both taken at Harlow Carr, an RHS garden in Yorkshire that I visited a few week’s ago.

I hope you like them.

Monochrome Monday: Messengers

Parliamentarian messengers bw

horseshoes clatter

metal pealing against cobblestones

in a chiming of bells

as dreamlike figures ghost by

a cavalcade of spirits

messengers from the past

bearing warning from a time of

division and strife

for those who care to listen


This week’s photo was taken at an English Civil War reenactment in my home town of Newark-on-Trent a year or so ago. The figures on horseback were the messengers from the parliamentary forces who carried the terms of surrender for the royalist town. If you’d like to see more pictures from the event, you can check out my post about it here. If you’d like to learn more about the history behind the event, check out my mum, Millie Thom’s, post on it here.

Monochrome Monday: Enter the Underworld

Entrance to the Underworld bw

descend into the earth

and find shelter within tangled mycelium

warmed by a blanket of fallen leaves and dirt

whilst earthworms coil amidst encapsulated

dreams of sunlight’s return

*

sleep in peaceful slumber

untouched by the Crone’s icy tears

by the crystalline frosts and bitter snowfalls

as she mourns her fallen consort and

awaits the turning wheel