Gemma's ~~~~ "Greyscale Territory" ~~~~ Poetic Songlines: January 1-5, 2011 ~ My Poetry in a Nutshell

Sunday, January 23, 2011

January 1-5, 2011 ~ My Poetry in a Nutshell

Collage by Gemma Wiseman
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My Poetry in a Nutshell ~ January 1-5, 2011
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1.1.11
Strange watery depths / Dark shapes and mystical tones / Libran reflections

New and a deep green / Unpretentious small mailbox / Shining New Year hope

Like a silver spray / Like a bouquet of water / Enchanting fountain

New white wings / Champion / Old dark tangled secrets and lines

Bright light of summer / Cool sapphire skies and waters / A New Year begins

2.01.11
A mural of tiles / Colours arranged in patterns / Shadows cast contrasts

Unexpected scene / Flowers flooded with summer / A child in clear light

New colours of summer /New life casts new shadows

Oriental shades / Translucent veiled yesterdays / Secretive romance

3.01.11
Buttery lemon / Waves of beautiful petals / Sweet rose perfection

Beginning to grow / Finding personal colours / Finding unique space
Beginning to be / Like peeking over a fence / Hesitant wonder

Gardening is such an earthy tournament/ Thorns and mud/ Trophies

4.01.11
Sharing summer fruits/ A child meets Nature's wonders/ Lifetime memory

One small character/ Slides like a symbol of one/ Intriguing life form

A child longed to see what the old man saw/ But discovered more

5.01.11
Magical garden/ A place to be enchanted/ Dream some dreams awhile

Rainbow lorikeets/ Bold scavengers of fruit trees/ Love shaded secrets

Unique 3D maze/ Swirling neonic colours/ Dream delirium

Soft skies of summer/ Whispers of glistening hours/ Romance of morning

Fireworks in Sydney on New Year's Eve/ Like watching a fizzy rainbow connection

Smudge plausible worlds/ Greed will taint beauty/ Sour dreams willingly

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Archive of Blog Quotes

A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman