Tag Archives: being

Looking in the Looking Glass

As I schedule a post or two in advance to cover my absence for the Silent Eye’s workshop weekend, there are few things I can predict with any certainty. You never know what is going to happen or how things … Continue reading

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The Ghost Ship – Steve Tanham

The Ghost Ship —- They come from land and some by wave To travel brave and not unnerved Across a globe described by one Who sees in numbers straight and curved —- That one, disgraced, must face a queen Must … Continue reading

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All in the feeling?

It was a beautiful morning. I had watched a barn owl glide across the field as dawn limned the horizon with gold and palest pink. The sky was beginning to turn blue and the drive to work on almost-empty roads … Continue reading

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Easter

In England today there are chocolate eggs and rabbits. In France the church bells are silent as the bells of St Peter’s fly to the children, tied with ribbons and flowers. Across the world images that combine the Christian and … Continue reading

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Standing

I was beneath the treetops when the rain came, Sheltered by the whisper of the beeches And great oaks, Leaves unfurling, Copper and green In the springtime. I was by the water when the light flared, Silvering the surface as … Continue reading

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“If at first…”

Sleep would have been nice. I’m told it is good for you. I was certainly tired enough and expected to fall into a deep slumber as soon as my head hit the pillow… well, at least by the second chapter… … Continue reading

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Loved…

Three words felt, not spoken, Known only in the inmost heart That change the world And how you see it. It doesn’t matter who Or how, or where. Time and distance have no meaning, When you Know it. Nor do … Continue reading

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