Author: Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes
Philosophy Quote By Pierre Dos Utt: “There ain’t no…”
MacroMonday… More Waves…
Jaye’s Days… My Perfect Moment…
After what has seemed like a very long time, I have found my perfect moment.
I finally managed to get to the sea, and the sun was shining. A strong breeze from the water created some medium-sized but beautiful waves.
We had visited this beach the week before, but the weather was atrocious that day, and we nearly froze. The weather report was more favourable yesterday, so we made the journey again.
I have been trying to snatch a few precious moments to get my sea fix, and it was beginning to look like it might never happen.
The sea is my soul mate and very special to me. I need to commune with the spirits of the deep regularly.
Seeing how my health seems to be slowly deteriorating, I need to keep my soul happy, or I may give up. So yesterday was invaluable for several reasons.
Once on the seafront, the family were busy fussing about coffee or something to eat, but the sea was calling me, and I wandered slowly down the shingle beach and headed for the water. Almost immediately, the deafening sound of the waves beaching and the sweeter sound of the water filtering through the shingle lifted me out of this world. A world where I was completely at home.
I wanted to sit down, stay awhile, and enjoy the moment, but the shingle was wet, so I perched on a breakwater, mesmerised by the crashing waves.
I managed to film my perfect long-awaited moment on my phone, so I could share the moment with you…
Silent Sunday… Autumn in waiting…
Silent Sunday – Blackberry
Spirit Of Madness
When the truths all come out
To wipe the tear of doubt
It brings with itself a new tear of sorrow
And a tear is a tear
Some swiftly disappear
But some stay till the light of the morrow
With a picture in hand
Of the time we could spend
In the future which soon will pass by
We realise how small
Life and we are all
Perhaps this is our first and last try
So gather your thoughts
And dreams tied in knots
Free them from the chains of sadness
Lick the wounds on your skin
Burn the stories within
To light the mercurial spirit of madness
Your Inner Eye… #Poetry
Your Inner Eye This forest of trees my son Is a tribute to all the great artists who walked the earth many years ago There are those that paint The star filled skies Jewels that dance above our head Like Van Gogh's Starry Night Monet painted the ground Gardens to dream in So many of us do not have the inner eye To see the beauty To have the desire to capture on canvas Without the hands that held paintbrushes The world would be a duller place Not forgetting, the many that decorate The churches, cathedrals, places of worship With a little added inspiration of coloured glass If you can feel it in your heart You might find your inner eye…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Books Quote By Nora Roberts: “Remind me not…”
Can a quote be the spark one needs?
It surely can! One just needs the right quote.
New Life… #Poetry
Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay
New Life Slow running rivers through summer breeze Winter leaves fallen, carrying new life Eaten by time, flowing backwards Every moment ticking into eternity Time folding in on itself, taking back Winter snow covering all the sharp edges Arriving at your destination, time slows Turning your feet to snow, your breath laboured Every step turning your body in on itself Reverse your steps, find that slow running river, step in… ©AnitaDawes2022
We love snow, but will we get any this year?
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 