Wednesday, 26 January 2011

The Gathering




I have seen the fog
roll in with the tide
the tiny footprints
ebbing waters did not hide
I have seen the encircling
The gathering
of wasted time
and spent tears
of broken hearts
and faiths lost
of broken promises
and forgotten dreams
I have seen
The gathering
of little treasures
I have seen
The Children
Of the Tide
© Rose

11 comments:

  1. I love this, especialy the begging turning into "children of the tide", sets quiet a mood of mystery.(:

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  2. Good Rose! Good rhythm and words has the "quickening" aspect to it.

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  3. Thank you Felicity. that is exactly what I wanted to achieve happy you enjoyed it.

    Thank you Unknowngnome for your kind comments. Hmm, 'the quickening' may be my next attempt at spewing, heh,heh!

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  4. WELL, I thought the images were impressive, but when we got to the poem we were in a whole new realm of good. They and it work very well and very well together.

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  5. Lovely. The background throws a wobble in scale for the eye, too!

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  6. Hi Rose,

    I always find your photos to be very artistic and meaningful. It's really so beautiful.

    Very detail of the lovely pendant. Mysterious as well with the footprints in the background.

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  7. Thank you Kristin for your lovely comments.

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  8. I smile:) Does 'The Children of the Tide' have some further significance?

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  9. Hi Daniel,Don't tease me Daniel! Can't think of anything else just the collectors of grief as portrayed... but maybe you can? :)

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