In the Long Grass
sunlight gilds long grass blue sky intentions reach high dreaming untethered
sunlight gilds long grass blue sky intentions reach high dreaming untethered
captive sunlight beams from within delicate spheres as ephemeral as purest serenity suspended in careless precision upon a blade’s edge It’s been a while since I posted anything more than a wordless photograph on my blog, so I thought it was about time I shared something a little longer. I decided a poem and a … More Serenity
amidst familiar realities transformed
into landscapes of unwelcoming frigidity,
harmonize like a squirrel in the snow, drawing
on autumnal bounties and memories of summers past,
for soon icicles will melt away, freeing frozen
dreams in Spring’s long awaited thaw … More Squirrel in the Snow
amidst hues reminiscent
of summer days and meadow flowers
inspiration blooms … More A Splash of Colour
view through a dream’s ambiguous clarity
visions conjured from yesteryear’s depths
unchanging necessities amidst the hubbub … More A View Through the Arch
wild energies flow
channelled through fertile form
the lord of the goats leaps in triumph
leading the herd along paths
of uncertainty … More Lord of the Wild Things
youthful flights of fantasy
preserved in crystal dreaming
inspiration encapsulated … More Dreams of Dragons
as society celebrates surface artifice
 masking ugliness beneath painted smiles
pure hearts sculpted in gargoylesque form wither
whilst awaiting their chance to fly … More Gargoyle
anticipation gathers
 in electric frissons on the airÂ
excited laughter mingling with
the scents of pine needles and spicesÂ
as children follow the white rabbit
into a magical wonderland for
a date not to be missed … More Is it Christmastime yet?
fallen leaves lie scattered
yesterday’s doubts discarded
insulating the seeds of hope
through winter’s long chill … More Fallen Leaves
gain insight in ascent
awakening emotions stultified
by society’s strictures
*
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 … More Step by Step
cross the white bridge
transitioning from autumnal dreams
into the bleak reality of shadow-cast days
awakening to discover the wisdom
of the winter crone … More The White Bridge
joyous laughter echoes over the lake’s expanse as small feet kick tumbled leaves into riotous disarray * lakeside memories of chill air nipping at unmuffled skin whilst safely enclosed in loving arms with ducks to feed
see reality mirrored in reflections on the water  a semblance of the otherworld glimpsed through the lake’s portal with a change of perspective truth is revealed I took a walk around Hartsholme Lake yesterday. The reflections on the water were lovely.
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 … More Messengers
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 … More Enter the Underworld
you have two options or so they tell you * door one or door two two ways to enter their boxes to enter four walls constructed from preconceptions and stereotypes two ways to enter four walls designed to hold you bound in their lies * or you could simply choose to keep on walking
the flame sways in meditative radiance * remembering days filled with laughter amidst autumnal golds and browns * breathing air thick with scents of damp earth and ripe berries and rotting plants and sugarbeet * a small hand held within age-gnarled fingers frog wellies stomping through fallen leaves *  days now circled beneath the wheel gone … More Autumn Flame
The light that poured in through her window was the only source of illumination in an otherwise dismal existence. They said her harsh treatment was deserved, that her idle ways had led to an inevitable conclusion. Only she knew just how hard she’d strived to avoid such a fate. She tried not to let bitterness … More The Darkness Within
look beyond the urban rush and glimpse a vanished world thriving amidst concrete and brick Tucked behind a gate on a busy road in the middle of the city of Lincoln (UK), lies an oasis of green amongst the urban sprawl. The place is well concealed, surrounded by buildings, but walk a short path and … More The Orchard
darkness creeps sticky tendrils dragging ever deeper into the depths of fear and hate and hopelessness desolation clinging with tar-like viscosity * but don’t give up * glimpse the light that lies ahead  encompassing hope of better times to come leave the darkness behind and embrace the future’s bright promise * don’t give up * never give … More Out of the Darkness
she dances as the new day begins haloed by the rising sun her laughter echoing as she swirls
golden rays dance over cloudtops ribbons unfurling in joyous celebration of harvests safely gathered I hadn’t even realised I’d taken these dawn shots on the Autumn Equinox until I was sorting through my pictures for the Changing Seasons post and spotted the date on the folder. I was already thinking about using them for a … More Harvest Dawn
labyrinthine streams wending in life-giving flows feeding reveries
seasons shift decorating the land in daubs of gold finger paints wildly applied joy articulated with a child’s exuberance whilst leaves crunch underfoot During September, the signs of autumn have become increasingly rife in the meadow and in the wooded area beside the stream. The first leaves have begun to turn, shades of golden brown … More September 2017
 ever watchful eyes seeking opportunities certainties forgone
light peers through treetops the world cast in negative life in shadow-form
laughter and camaraderie found throughout the ages amidst the love of family Those of you who’ve followed my blog for a while may remember that I used to regularly join in with the One-Four challenge, editing a picture in four different ways over a month. Unfortunately, the challenge changed from being monthly to being quarterly, … More A Family Gathering
ivory forms glide adrift in silent dreaming wraiths on the water
bathe in pure sunlight nature’s balm upon your skin reviving your soul
each step draws you around and around again in never-ending circles * we’ve been here before walked these paths  trodden this ground * open your mind open your heart open your soul * and see how each turn takes you deeper * into your mind into your heart into your soul * glimpse eternity’s quietude … More Travelling in Circles
Grasses have ripened into swathes of gold, and leaves have deepened their colour in maturity, for the meadow and woodland have passed their peak, accepting the inevitability of the ageing year. Â It’s been a few months since I last joined in with Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons photo challenge, but I thought that, seeing as … More August 2017
weaving gossamer threads amidst a landscape gilded with possibility the youthful dreamer endeavours on suspended in a fragile web of hope
seek shelter beneath broad leaves find renewal I’ve loved the tree house tree from the moment we moved into our new house. At first, though, we had no idea what sort of tree it actually was. Generally, I’d simply admire the way the evening light lit the leaves. During July, however, we were given a few … More The Indian Bean Tree
they tell you that you’re nothing a nobody * merely a pale imitation of the bright celebrities and less dangerous than those high fliers with stings in their tails * but still you carry on with no praise or appreciation you get the job done * after all what else can you do…? * except … More In Appreciation of Hoverflies
aglow with simple elegance she glides serenely onwards * untouched by worldly concerns * divorced from fear and anger *  enriched by nature’s beneficence she scatters diamonds of purest sunlight in her wake
sit amidst the long grass and watch the rising sun lovingly caress the meadow * golden rays revealing the innocence of daisies as they sway to a light morning breeze * breathe deep the blissful quietude and embrace the awakening of your soul These pictures were all taken at the meadow in my old village last month. I might not live there … More Watch the Rising Sun
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