Gemma's ~~~ "Greyscale Territory" ~~~~~~~ Poetic Songlines: Wednesday whites

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Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Garden Candles

Candles feature on the verandah railing overlooking the tiny front garden of a Martha Cove marina home.

Creative candles
Feature in a small garden
Unusual world

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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Radiant White Flowers

Flowers in the Enchanted Maze Garden at Arthurs Seat

Cascade of flowers
Like a sweet white waterfall
Innocent glory

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Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Flower Near the Beach

Even near the beach sands, flowers may be found.
The occasional one of these may be found by Dromana beach on the Mornington Peninsula.

Ephemeral white
Like a little star dancing
Wishes on the winds

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Wednesday, November 16, 2011

More Blossoms

More Spring blossoms in my Dromana Hills garden

Delight of flowers
Spring opens her treasure chest
Scents, colour and light

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Wednesday, November 9, 2011

White Star

In my Spring garden in the Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula

Golden curls on white
Earth's quiet, gentle glitter
Like a starry glow

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Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Little White Angel

A little white angel in my kitchen window + some white cobwebs on the outside corner of the window!

Little white angel
Always in a giving mode
Inspiring gesture

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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

White Spray

So much white spray from the tumbling waves at Rye Back Beach, Mornington Peninsula

Where waves rock and roll
Boundless water energy
Fountains of white mist

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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Touches of White

The old Heronswood homestead in Dromana has touches of white on its facade.

Rambling old beauty
Gentle grey stones kissed with whites
Heronswood magic

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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

White Garden Statue

One of many white statues in the Enchanted Maze Garden at Arthurs Seat

Wednesday Whites #15

White garden beauty
A sense of female freedom
A sense of delight

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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

Over 50! And Motoring!

T.S.Eliot's poetry has never failed to intoxicate me! In fact, his sunlight on a broken column, his midnights and lamp posts, his female rhythms mouthing Michelangelo pleasantries are all bound up in the "overwhelming question" of our real biorhythms and souls! ~ We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. ~~~~Ray Bradbury ~~~~ Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. ~~~Anton Chekhov ~~~ Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music. ~Angela Monet

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Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.- T.S.Eliot .............................. My page was too white/My ink was too thin/The day wouldn’t write/What the night pencilled in -'The Book of Longing' Leonard Cohen..................... Creative discord of fractured harmonies! Between the Question and the Answer is A Hush... A Whisper... A Dreaming...

The grit of raw desert lands whirls on the winds in erotic rhythms - sometimes. - Greyscale

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