Silent Sunday…

Image by kay from Pixabay 

I am wishing for a little peace this weekend, time to rest and restore after a very busy week!

Best wishes to everyone, and hope you all have a peaceful Sunday…

Jaye

White Ghosts… #Poetry

 

Image by Ashish Bogawat from Pixabay

Grey clouds on white candy
Black clouds carrying heavy rain
Lovers kiss beneath outstretched umbrellas
Rain splashed pavements wait for blue skies
White prisms of light shine on polished leaves
Trees sway, shedding their last teardrops
The earth greedy with thirst
Eagerly swallows each tear
White ghosts painted on blue skies
Light souls shining through
Touching those below, covering
The earth with memory
Waiting to be remembered
Grey clouds dropping rain
Showering the earth with secrets
Children splash in puddles
As other feet did years ago
Lift your face to the clouds
Taste the rain upon your lips
Do you remember?
Does the taste of something lost come to mind?
Clouds will bring the rain again.
Teasing you, daring you to remember
Secrets of the past hidden in each drop
Clouds pass, unseen by many below
Tilt your head, see the magic they make
The shapes and wonder of sky art…
White bleached clouds sail across blue skies
The day is washed clean as if by magic
Pink clouds hiding behind pillars of white
The day sails through to the purple hue of evening
All is well with my world…

© Anita Dawes 2021

 

Macro Monday…

Image from Pixabay.com

This might be as close as I would get to the owner of these pretty scales!

Silent Sunday… Jaye’s favourite walk…

Today, I need to go for a walk, but a virtual one, down memory lane…

This gate leads to the Riverside Walk, in Liss Forest, Hampshire

This beautiful bridge welcomes you on your journey

The river is old, and timeless. A secret place…

so much of this walk is wild and free, and it can be contagious…

I feel so much better now!

The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 569 ~ #No Regrets ~ #Poetry

Image by Beverly Buckley from Pixabay 

There can be no regret
With a life rocking back and forth
No longer agile, no teeth
My face a road map of all my yesterdays
I hope I have never wasted my time here
At present, my great journey
Is to climb the stairs to my bed
Hoping to wake one more time
To see the bees busy in my roses…

©AnitaDawes2022