AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Saturday, July 2, 2011

Farewell Writer's Island

The Week #25 prompt for 2011 is “VISION OF THE FUTURE”.
This is the week we all sail off to new adventures, and the last week that Writer’s Island will be open and offering writing prompts — at least in the foreseeable future.
The island has been offering prompts since 2007.
From Rob Kistner: Pardon my sentimentalism, but I have included a piece of art I created quite a number of years ago for my daughter, whose 39th birthday is next week. It was inspired by a photo taken of her and I in 1979, when she was 7.
It is entitled: “A Father’s Love” which is filled with dreams of the future.

Poetry Pantry #56

Snippets of wildflowers
Precious life in barren earth
We see your beauty

For too long
We lost the real colours of living
Warped and charged with electric threads

For too long
We lived
A screened life

And now
Fresh worlds are the feasts of kings and queens
Kings and queens of our own lives
Content to welcome sunlight
And cast shadows with our children

Hosted by Rob Kistner
LOCATION: in the Sea of Words
LONGITUDE: Imagination
LATITUDE: Creativity
CLIMATE: Warm winds of wonder

The Poetry Pantry is hosted by Poets United


Sherry Blue Sky said...

Lovely, both poem and painting.

Susannah said...

I really like this...

"For too long
We lost the real colours of living"

"For too long
We lived
A screened life"

I can see the truth in both of those!

Really nice writing.

Judy Roney said...

What an artist you are in paint and words.



A place of beauty in the Western Tiers


View near Blackwood Park Cottages, Mole Creek

New Landscapes

New Landscapes
New Worlds

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

Google Analytics

The Inner Light of the Spirit

The Inner Light of the Spirit
The Spirit of Inner Light

Lady Gemma

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Lady Gemma the Unique of Walk upon Water
Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title


Related Posts with Thumbnails