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Ruin of the Serbian Orthodox Church of Holy Spirit - Kupinovo, Serbia
A beautiful old church full of history in Tacoma, Washington.
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I wanted to believe
That I would be able to leave here
But I find I still remain
Trapped somehow on this hill
I feel as though I might have
Swallowed a bitter pill
Or struck a bargain
That only had a one way ticket
Straight to some sort of hell
Or permanent purgatory
How is it I can be here in the day
Don’t ghosts prefer the dusk
Deeper colours of grey
The shade of hiding away
I flit from grave to grave
Peer out from the edges
Keeping out of view
Did you say you would be here
When are you coming back
I wanted to believe you
***
Despite the brilliant sun and blue sky on this day when I was visiting Glynde Church in Sussex in the UK with my camera, when I came round to the north side of the building and looked back down towards the entrance of the churchyard, I was aware of a chill in the air, a certain tension.
It seems that no matter how many times I visit this Church I am always having different experiences here, and I find that not only does it inspire me, it speaks to me deeply.
This work is the result of those feelings that I had that day.
I have paired this work with U2’s ‘The Little Things That Give You Away’ from their newly released ‘Songs of Surrender’ album. Bono’s haunting voice perfectly matches the feelings I am trying to convey in this work.
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Der Dom St. Salvator zu Fulda (Hoher Dom zu Fulda) ist die Kathedralkirche des Bistums Fulda und die Grabeskirche des heiligen Bonifatius Ziel der Bonifatiuswallfahrt. Er stellt den Mittelpunkt des Fuldaer Barockviertels dar und ist zugleich das Wahrzeichen der Stadt Fulda.
The Dom St. Salvator zu Fulda (High Cathedral of Fulda) is the cathedral church of the Diocese of Fulda and the grave church of St. Boniface, the destination of the Boniface pilgrimage. It represents the center of the Fulda baroque quarter and is also the landmark of the city of Fulda.
Where else can I go
As this is all I remember
My life was bound up with yours
Everything else was split asunder
People have come and gone
And soon I didn’t recognise anyone
The years passed and still I stayed
Everything rolled into one
You let me still carry the flame
Or maybe I have become the light
I like to lead everybody in
See them seated left and right
I open up the book of words
My hands ghosting across the pages
I find and read my favourite psalm
Still unchanged through the ages
My heart soars with love again
As serenity and peace surrounds me
You were always waiting here
My fears and worries unfounded
I should have really always known
You would not have deserted me
I am your loyal priest and servant
The one who couldn’t leave here alone
The places we love, the lands we call home, the sacred buildings we worship in, are precious to us. The past can merge into the present, and spirits sometimes cannot leave.
Church of St.Mary, Eastbourne, East Sussex, UK.
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You know
And I know
There is only one
Way to go
Sometimes life is just that simple. Wilmington Church, East Sussex, UK.
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The Basilica of the Assumption of Our Lady, commonly known as the Rotunda of Mosta or the Mosta Dome, is a Roman Catholic parish church in the town of Mosta, Malta. It was built between 1833 and the 1860s in neoclassical style.
The design of the present church is based on the Pantheon in Rome, and at one point it had the third largest unsupported dome in the world.
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Captured one cold winter night, these two cathedral spires are an iconic landmark of our city.
Built in 1872, Holy Name Cathedral has a seating capacity of 1,400, and its twin spires reach 170 feet heavenward.
Sheboygan, Wisconsin, USA
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-- Nikon D500
-- Nikkor 35mm f/1.8
-- f/2.8
-- ISO 200
-- 1/3 second shutter speed
-- handheld, while braced against a fence
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Halfway To Heaven
I am halfway to heaven
Halfway to a song
Is this what you see
I am floating in the slipstream
Am I really me
Is this what we become
A race against time and matter
Before we are all done
Why do I wait here
Why do I stay
Is there something missing
My heart does not say
All I know is that I cling here
Waiting out my days
A spirit's perspective is not necessarily ours, anchored to the ground...
Looking towards the West Tower, Church of St. Mary's, Eastbourne, Sussex, UK.
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TRUTH
We all have our own truth
Credos that we abide by
It stops us falling into murky waters
Getting lost by the wayside
It can be difficult staying on the path
I wish I had Dante and Virgil at my side
Instead I rely on your light to guide me
Love like a burning flame inside
I knew it would not be easy
I have my own steep hills to climb
But I would do it all again if you asked me
At least I can say I have tried
This flame may die down into embers
Ready to ignite at your word
Such love can never be extinguished
Like a heart that never really dies
Can I still find my way through the forest
Navigate my way past the lies
See the truth of you in front of me
Answering all the tears that I have cried
I have been taking a little break from Flickr after my last upload of images. So consequently I am a bit behind with my usual thank you’s. So I thought I would place this up here in the meantime for you to thank you all for your support. Those of you who have got to know me and my work know how much these pieces mean to me, and the journey that led me to create them and share them here. Each poem is deeply felt and a reality to me, and can be emotionally challenging to write. I am learning that not only do I need time to create them, I also need time to rest in between them. Thank you again for all your kind words, faves and views. I would have found it difficult to keep going without you.
This image is the view towards the Altar beneath the East Window of Ripe Church, Sussex, UK, which has medieval fragments of the original stained glass set within the clear gothic window.
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I feel like I am a ghost
Drifting about in my own memories
Why is it that easy
To wander about in the past
Why is it that each recollection
Has become as painful
As an embedded shard of glass
It now seems routine
That I revisit old haunts
I used to know
Closer than my own heart
I have become a paradox of scars
That l live with each day
It is not only blood
That runs in my veins
But a river of loss
*****
This image is from a series of photographs that I took at Alfriston Church in Sussex, UK, on a cold, windy day in October. I have mentioned before that I felt an unease at this place, and I think the images are a reflection of that. I wondered if anything or anybody could truly be at rest here, as this feeling came from some disturbance older than the church, embedded in the landscape, it seemed to me.
The weather added to my unsettled feeling, the wind swirling around the church, which is positioned on older sacred ground. The landscape seemed to attract as well as repel.
I have chosen to pair this image with Mozart: Requiem in D Minor, K. 626 - I. Introitus. Requiem aeternam. Please click on the link below for an immersive experience.
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Sedilia.. n church architecture, sedilia are seats, usually made of stone, found on the liturgical south side of an altar, often in the chancel, for use during Mass for the officiating priest and his assistants.
A snapshot from my old iPhone.
He leaves
Wondering if he will ever
Be back here again
The summons had come
Quickly, suddenly
Filling him with unease
Why the haste
He's used the same methods
There's no sense in any waste
After all
For a fleeting moment
There is regret
But only fleeting, very slight
In fact
So he leaves
Getting his mind back on track
It will be alright
He's sure, never better
He's rising higher up
Just depends how far that is
Will he need a pair of wings
This poem has been with me a long time, since I took this photograph. Finally, here it is.
Hooe Church, East Sussex, UK.
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St. Nicholas parish church, Moreton.
The church is world famous for the engraved glass windows by Sir Laurence Whistler & for the grave of Lawrence of Arabia in the nearby cemetery.
EDGE OF TOMORROW
Dedicated to my Husband
We know we have
Lived on the edges
We know that this
Day might have to come
But don’t leave me yet
Not when there is still
Light in the day not yet gone
Don’t waste a moment
Don’t ever give time away
Not when you still
Have things left to say
You know I will always come here
Where the land sings like a song
Better than the silence
Of the dead halls of home
The light here shines
As if pure love is the air
Which nourishes your soul
And lessens the despair
I will reach through the barrier
And I will tear down the veil
On the edges of tomorrow
I will find you again
Seek the words in the wind
And capture the truth
Place them together
For all those that feel the same
*****
So I am back after a difficult time, where the cold I thought I had because I got soaked in the rain, actually turned out to be Covid. I think I had been incubating this for a while before. Two days after me, my partner became very ill with it as well. We think we caught it at the same time, when we were out shopping. To jump forward a few weeks as we do not need to go over the experience of having Covid, many know to their cost what this is like, even if you have had the vaccinations, which we had, but suffice it to say here, my partner became very ill indeed, and because of my country’s depleted health system, and the age of my partner, I was starting to think I might have to make some difficult choices.
But thankfully, somehow, with me on twenty-four hour watch for three days and my partner’s resilience, and I think we can say here, that our love for each other, and the wish to remain with each other for as long as we can, helped my partner pull through. We are still recovering, but getting better each day.
I am talking about this because this work, and the work that follows it, is directly influenced by what we have both been through. The work that I have produced already on Flickr is what I experience, what you see on my Flickr page is the result of events in my life. It is a personal exploration, but it is one where others find a similar truth, a recognition, and the fact that I share these works with you means that I am telling others that I understand about the often emotional events in your life.
But this piece, I have dedicated to my husband, and to the God who gave us a little more time.
This image was taken at Glynde Church, East Sussex, UK, before we fell ill, at the beginning of October. This place, as many of you know, is one of my most favourite places to be on earth. It connects me with the divine. And I shall be returning to it as soon as I can.
When I was working on these new pieces, I listened to the music of U2. They are a personal favourite of mine, as I grew up with their music. Bono’s lyrics are poetic. Beautiful. He has always been an inspiration to me.
So with this work, I am pairing it with their track ‘Kite’, as this is what I was listening to when I was writing my poetry and concentrating on my image. This version is live, and sublime.
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St. Nicholas Parish Church, Moreton
The church is world famous for the engraved glass windows by Sir Laurence Whistler & for the grave of Lawrence of Arabia in the nearby cemetery.