Rooks watch the setting sun
night is falling
The sun is gone
but light remains
we remember, we remember
the flickers whisper
12/20/2017 03:19:37 am
Holidays are so difficult when you remember your passed loved ones!
12/20/2017 03:34:46 am
Carol!! Thank you for following...the crumbling graveyard at night is quite magical. I was delighted by how truly comforting and serene it was. And thank you! I am pretty happy with this piece. It moves me!
12/20/2017 08:29:11 am
Beautifully worded my dear poet / artist. Pictures say a thousand words and the right words are music to the eyes!
12/20/2017 08:42:12 am
Thank you sweet Ron! We feel your presence!!!
Dave (Just about Sane) OS
12/20/2017 03:38:06 pm
Lovely lovely images in words and photographs Jen. Great to see Listowel is still captivating. Every best wish for a very happy Christmas and for making more beautiful memories in Lovely Listowel.
12/20/2017 05:26:14 pm
Dave! Thank you so much! Listowel is magical....happy Christmas to you!!
12/21/2017 07:57:00 am
Powerful post. I remember vividly standing in a graveyard in Connecticut at probably age 20 and first understanding deep in my bones and heart the lives represented by those stones in that holy space.
12/21/2017 01:16:28 pm
It has that power and mystery, doesn't it???? And thank you!! I am delighted with the way this series came out. xo
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