
-
Join 11.3K other subscribers
Search this site
Silent Eye Workshops


Find me on Facebook
Follow me on Twitter @SCVincent

Join me on Goodreads

Enjoyed the blog? Buy the books…
All books available in Paperback and for Kindle from Amazon. Click the images to find out more...With Stuart France
The Triad of Albion


- The Doomsday Series



- Lands of Exile



Graphic Novels





Finding Don & Wen


By Sue Vincent









With Dr G. Michael Vasey

Books by Stuart France





Silent Eye Workbooks


Steve Tanham

Copyright ©Sue Vincent 2019
Please respect the copyright of all original material and images on this site. You are welcome to use excerpts, reblogs and links as long as clear, named credit and appropriate links back to this site are used. Written permission is required for all other reproduction. Thank you.
-
Latest Posts
- Love to Sue…
- White Sun…
- Lizard-Men
- Door of Dreams
- Year of the Pig…
- Time travelling: A place of kings and “holy air…”
- Lucky
- Songs of a bard….
- Petals of the Rose
- Remember…
- A Rebellious Streak…
- A Pen and the Swords
- Spendyke…
- Mister Fox in Holmfirth
- Mister Fox: Winter’s Tail…
- Mister Fox and The Green Man…
- …And the Green Man
- Mister Fox…
- Big Chants…
- Big Liars…
Tag Archives: sorrow
Horizon ~ D. Wallace Peach #writephoto
Dare I fly from the sea’s rim to the sun’s white center When sorrow bleeds crimson from my tongue and fingertips Will I sing through the throat of hope, the beauty of the human story? My wings unfold with the … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged hope, horizon, pantoum, Poetry, sorrow, Sue Vincent, wings, writephoto, writing prompt
2 Comments
Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 3 – Sorrow ~ Helen Jones
Helen Jones continues the tale of her experiences with the Silent Eye in Derbyshire: I recently attended a workshop, with The Silent Eye, about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the hills and grey stone villages of the … Continue reading
Posted in reblog
Tagged beauty, Carl Wark, compassion, Derbyshire, Elisabeth Hancock, eyam, graves, heather, love, Mompesson, Moors, mourning, sorrow, the plague, the Riley Graves, views
Leave a comment
Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 2 – Pestilence ~ Helen Jones
Helen Jones continues her account of the recent weekend in Derbyshire… I recently attended a workshop, with The Silent Eye, about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the hills and grey stone villages of the Peak District. It’s … Continue reading
Posted in The Silent Eye
Tagged angels, bubonic plague, death, emotion, eyam, family, fleas, history, infection, loss, love, Rites of passage: seeing beyond fear, sacrifice, saxon cross, sorrow, spirit, stone cottages, village church
Leave a comment
Blessings ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto
Lush grass now grew over the span of stones, though none had grown there in the many years when the passage of feet had mowed and flattened any seedling that had found a crack in which to nestle. The water … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography
Tagged blessings, bridge, creative writing, flash fiction, history, micro fiction, progress, sorrow, survival, timeless, water, writephoto, writing prompt
Leave a comment
Timeless Regret ~ Iain Kelly #writephoto
Battered by the elements he soldiered on. The years had taken their toll on him, more so than the landscape around him. The erosion of the rocks and gnarling of the trees happened incrementally, while his own physical degradation had … Continue reading
To My Hearth Returned by Jael Sook #writephoto
Tender harbinger, You winged across an ocean, Untiring, faithful in your mission To deliver me sorrow, news of Heart’s worst loss… The world Stopped turning—still, soundless— Even my weeping, mute river. You blotted tears with onyx pinions, Sat near, promised … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged death, Free Verse, harbinger, love returned, Messenger, prose poetry, sorrow, transformation
Leave a comment
Caveman from rivrvlogr#writephoto
Reblogged from rivrvlogr: Caveman Eyes dark, you sulk and brood with a scowl Expecting all the world to care About your petty problems When no one notices Continue reading Ken’s nonet here.
