Showing posts with label Dreaming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreaming. Show all posts

Friday, July 5, 2013

Tammie's Meme - Gossamer


Tammie's brief to the day was 'Gossamer'

Like cobwebs of the mind the branches cross
and mingle
spangled with golden pearls of thought


drawing forth nebulous dreaming . . .


Linking to Tammie's


Saturday, July 18, 2009

STILL NIGHT DREAMING



The night is still
no frog dares raise its voice
no insect hums
no leaf by wind disturbed
no lowing calf or sheep bleat
rends the tranquil air

What portend brings
this night so deep
what dreams may wake
and quicken?

The day at rest
and I at peace
the senses stirring
hushed night's dreaming

My head upon a pillow soft
nestles with eyelids drooping
slips gently by a dream caressed
into an angel's keeping

I roam a landscape often trod
not from this life remembered
in castle tall or by some brook
I move free and unfettered
faces feelings lovers lost
beckon, with smile remembered.



Friday, August 8, 2008

The river sprite

The river maiden floating
in the depths below
hair billowing behind her
like a cloud

ripples caress

her soul and heart

her smile beguiling

dancing over rock

and craggy waterfall

*

she lies there dreaming

of times past

and yet to be,

willow fronds

stroking her streaming hair,

of pilgrim's weary feet refreshed

small creatures drinking

at her bounteous breast

she lingers dreaming

gleaming with sunlight

lending glory to her hair

*

the casual passer by

but sees green slime

and turns away

yet those with open hearts

stay smiling

wrapped in reverie.


Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Sweeping cobwebs from my soul


Blue moon...


Perfection....


Success in the night...


Fog and filligre....

Dreamcatcher....

Sparkle, spangle....

Many years ago when we lived for a while in rural Vermont.
I used to spray disused spiderwebs with silver paint and catch
them on black paper. Trying to capture the ephemeral and lock
it in a moment in time, like anchoring dreams, moonbeams or
stray thoughts orbitting shooting stars. Success was doubtful.
Yet, I still have high hopes....


Well anchored...


Titania dreaming....


Miss Havisham's parlour....

Homebody................................ Diamondmine
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