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The voice of the last cricket
across the first frost
is one kind of good-by.
It is so thin a splinter of singing. -Carl Sandburg
This is a detail from my birch at my front door. This image reminded me of the poem. One kind of good-bye.
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a shining example to us all … <3
“You know by now that I'm an orphan;
displaced; a fractured heritage
with broken bones and greenwood splinters
I find solace in my private hermitage
while they knit together and are cauterised;
my bones and wounds will heal
my soul will rise and truth will find me
within the Catacombs of Bastille
a chequered history when darkness fell
but somehow I will rise above
my mind still pure and innocent;
my heart and soul still filled with love.” - AP
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKnpfhvm6HM
THE BEAUTY OF YOU – JIMMY LaFAVE
Be your own anchor
and weather every storm
duck the flying lemons
be still within; the healing balm
of knowing who you are is rich
in love; in goodness; confidence
complete within your inner shell
a wholesome fruit no-one can dent
validate from deep within
there you will find the truth
don't listen to the tides that turn
the lies they tell; there is no proof
let your inner child and voice
supply the answers to your prayers
the truth will out and blood may spill
but love is there for those who share
understanding is the key
to our human frailties
someone hurt who screams and shouts
is only human and full of doubt
rely on yourself to find the way
a tree needs no outward validation
“it is what it is” my inner voice says
I can stand tall; no limitations
my soul is evolving to a state of being
as I move slowly to enlightenment
we must suffer; that's how we learn
a pain-free life is not our entitlement
all those who float along smooth paths
I do not envy you
for I consider life-lessons a gift
they make me stronger; they make me true
“consider the lilies of the field”
they rise; they fall; they are beautiful
leave tomorrow to itself
live in truth; be bountiful.
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission
A large pine tree lies broken and splintered after strong winds during November.
Due to unexpected family problems and other ongoing issues, I will be absent for a while.
May I wish all my flickr friends and contacts seasons greetings and good health, and thank you all for your visits and kind comments this past year. Thank you also for posting your own inspirational images, I have enjoyed seeing them, all the very best.
Colin
Sorry for the bad quality. It was just really rainy outside and my stuff wouldn't focus. But I painted this three days ago, just finished tweaking it!
I remember I would always cry home to my Ma when I got a splinter, now a days I'm in too much pain to give a crap about a toothpick in my skin
A fabulous day out in a winter wonderland of Eryri (Snowdonia). A chance to have an overdue meet up with a Flickr associate in Clive Griffiths. We had a wonderful circular mountain walk from the Ogwyn Valley taking in the majestic Glyder's.
This is the scene looking South West from Glyder Fach to the romantically named "Castle of the Winds" or Castell y Gwynt, with Glyder Fawr behind on the right and the mass of Snowdon (Yr Wyddfa), behind in the distance to the left.
What this shot doesn't portray is the bitter strong winds on the summits with lots of ice and snow patches littering the plateau.