Tag Archive | life.

…it knew…life was a gift……




………I hope……
……..I can be…
..the Autumn leaf..
…..who looked…
…….at the sky…
…….and lived….

…….And when……
……it was time….
………to leave……
……..gracefully……
……….it knew…..
……life was a gift……..

~Dodinsky~











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The Vixen.





Among the taller wood with ivy hung,
The old fox plays and dances round her young.
She snuffs and barks if any passes by
And swings her tail and turns prepared to fly.
The horseman hurries by, she bolts to see,
And turns agen, from danger never free.
If any stands she runs among the poles
And barks and snaps and drive them in the holes.
The shepherd sees them and the boy goes by
And gets a stick and progs the hole to try.
They get all still and lie in safety sure,
And out again when everything’s secure,
And start and snap at blackbirds bouncing by
To fight and catch the great white butterfly.

By John Clare.










Artist Bonnie Marris
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…..The heart…..of man…..




…….The heart…..
……….of man…..
……is very much….
…….like the sea….

….it has its storms…..
……it has its tides…..
….and in its depths…..
……it has its pearls..
……………too……

~Vincent van Gogh~














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….those who love with heart and soul….





“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes.
Because for those who love with heart and soul
there is no such thing as separation.”

~ Rumi










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Fear hates the light of truth.




“The next time your stomach flips with fear,
don’t deny it by acting like you are just fine.
Invoke this truth: “Wherever I am, that’s where God is!”
Take a few breaths. Fear hates the light of truth.
The moment you affirm the truth, fear will scatter.”

~ Iyanla Vanzant










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Look Closer Nurse



“Look Closer Nurse”

What do you see nurse, what do you see
Are you thinking when you’re looking at me 
A crabbbit old woman, not very wise
Uncertain of habbit, with faraway eyes 
Who dribbles her food and makes no reply
When you say in a loud voice, “I do wish you’d try” 
Who seems not to notice the things that you do
And forever is losing a stocking or shoe 
Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will 
With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill
Is that what you’re thinking, is that what you see
Then open your eyes nurse, for you’re looking at me

I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still 
As I use at you biddings, as I eat at your will
I am a small child of ten with a father and mother
Brothers and sisters who love one another
A young girl of sixteen, with wings on her feet
Dreaming of soon her lover she’ll meet
A bride soon at twenty my heart gives a leap
Remembering the vows that I promised to keep
At twenty five now I have young of my own
A woman of thirty, my young growing fast
Bound to each other with ties that will last
At forty my young sons will now grow and be gone
Af fifty, once more babies play around my knee
Again we know children my loved one and me

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead
I look to the future, I shudder with dread
For my young are all busy, rearing young of their own
And I think of the years, and the love I have known
I’m now an old woman and nature is cruel 
Tis her jest to make old age look like a feel
The body, it crumbles, grace and vigour depart
There is now a stone where I once had a heart
But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells
And now and again my battered heart swells
I remember the joys, I remember the pain
And I’m loving and living life all over again
I think of the years all too few – gone, so fast
And accept the stark fact that nothing can last
So, open your eyes nurse, open and see
Not a crabbit old woman, look closer, see ME.

By Phyllis McCormack











Artist Lisa Aisato
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