Hello everyone. I’ve taken another step into the social media arena. I’ve created an Instagram account and here it is …
It’s mainly for my little poems/quotes thoughts and reflections and most shall be handwritten.
Thanks for reading 🙂
Having a mini holiday for a few days at my sister’s. I’m sitting in the garden, the sun is shining, and I’m reading with a cuppa when inspiration arrives to give me two pages of scribbled notes.
So, perhaps, I have my next writing project to follow on from my previous book, so the spider hangs.
Do your best
believe in you
believe in your strength
and so feel your courage engage
Sometimes I think my mind is on another planet, or even another dimension where it’s writing with gusto leaving me blank and pallid so I apologise for my silence lately. The feelings I have to be able to write just aren’t around and I’m not going to force the words to appear.
However, I have been reading quite a bit and as you can see on the right there I am currently reading the huge four volume A Short History of the English People by John Richard Green. I’m about three quarters through volume 2 and Queen Elizabeth is on the throne being pestered by Queen Mary of Scots. I’m also reading Sir Walter Scott’s Lay of the Last Minstrel.
Previous to this I read a wonderful book by Marie Corelli called The Sorrows of Satan and if you get a chance I recommend it. Here are two quotes from the many excellent examples of her writing in the book.
…Be sure that if you are unhappily celebrated for either beauty, wit, intellect, or all three together, halfsociety wishes you dead already, and the other half tries to make you as wretched as possible while you are alive…
…To be missed at all when you die, some one must love you very deeply and unselfishly; and deep unselfish love is rarer to find among mortals than a pearl in a dust-bin…
I hope to be back soon with poems.
Happy Sunday and thanks for visiting 🙂
Feel the silence
between the beats
of your existence
to become nothing
to become you
Tender your heart, it may be
yet within there beats
a song of candle flame
of raw belief
a song of knowledge
that you are
Follow the breeze of life
let it take you where it will
for within the sands of hope
there is a new shore.
A place to breathe
to be free.
A place to believe in.