Winter Thoughts

28/11/2012 § 28 Comments

The earth beneath my feet cooling
grows harder by the day
preparing for the deep sleep
of winter now.

Late Autumn fog replaced
with glistening white frost

Trees stand there
silent, bare
ready to clench their roots
as far as they can into the ground
for fear of snapping in these
coldest of climes and biting winds
which winter brings.

The bridge across divisions of
autumn and winter completed as
(no longer faint)
I see my own cold-gasped-breath
in-between watching the first
snow flakes dance across
my world

then,

gently prod my thoughts into
remembering what it is I am
supposed to do
as the dog waits eager
to go onward and greet our
frozen new day.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

*We were already out walking as these thoughts came to mind this morning.
It’s -6 c here right now. That pic is one I took of Tim last winter. He’s started wearing his combat coat again this past couple of weeks. Cute eh …lol

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Prepared for Anything

24/11/2012 § 21 Comments

Rain pitter patter, sploshes
a drop of thought here
splash of thought there
memory jogged
(sometimes I miss them)
the ones I’ve always called
‘The gentle rains of England’

especially now, as we prepare
to enter winter with its many
snow squalls
sub zero temps and
bitter nor’easter’s
(shovels always near)
Oh yes, we prepare.

I mentally prepare to disassemble
something of great value
acutely aware that
(if it goes wrong)
there will be a high price to pay
for the learning
but, I won’t learn
if I don’t try.

A child I raise now wanting
to date
I prepare to share her
joys, happiness, heartaches, tears

and,

here I am again
back in the present,
listening to the rain
preparing for the snow.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

 

*I’m trying to decide whether to take my iPhone 4s apart so that I can teach myself how to put a new screen on it and then can do it for other people, for a fee. Not an easy decision to make when you know it’s worth over $400 if you mess it up but .. ..the only way to learn is… to do.
It’s how I learned everything I know about repairing & programming computers.
So, I’m trying to mentally prepare myself for the task, I truly love taking things apart but, have to know I can put them back together again and still be working….LOL
I took that picture of the iPhone a short while ago to show the weather here today…rain and, tomorrow the temps drop and we get our first snow of the year, dropping 10 degrees by Monday and more snow. (Yuck)

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Even Now

22/02/2012 § 17 Comments

Sometimes life has its own way
of spiraling out of our control

So caught up in the
stretched elastic strands
we fight to survive it
Instead of living it
we turn it into our own
prison where hard labour
is enforced

But,
looking back
perhaps we can then see
the big picture which softens
each blow and lightens our
resistance to change.

The loss of control enables
us to cancel out that hold on
the past and with subtle nuances
of introspection here and there
we can reach new depths
crossing other thresholds using
knowledge gleaned from that
humbling of ego.

Even now, as we move through
winters deathly chill we know
that spring awaits us all
with her promised gifts.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

Edit*
In light of the now very difficult to read new Blogger captcha thingie I had also removed my own, although it was a lot easier to use than the new Blogger one is but, I’ve since had quite a lot of spam left in comments that readers have left.  One, was a long never-ending page scrolling list in Russian language about selling clothing, but another was to do with porn sites so because of this, I am putting my captcha thingie back on again. Sorry to those who hate them, I don’t mind them if they are easy to read, but Blogger has made a huge faux pas with that and, I think it won’t be very long before they realise what they’ve done by switching from one that is easily understood to one that is enough to try the patience of a saint.

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Night and Day

15/02/2012 § 14 Comments

The day begins.
I cast off yesterday as
morning graces us with
a charming presence
(almost angelic)
as she pathes the way
to begin again
anew.

I foster no harm in
thought or deed
but time itself may
yet bring about ruin
on its own
naturally.

There’s lightness to be
had in shedding.
Letting go of wounds
too close to the heart
which see us bleed.

Even in winter’s ice-cold grip
buds on the bough are there
waiting to awaken in that
warming by the fire.

Focused on what is
even in a dance of sorrows
there is beauty in all things

Even as the day will yield
there are still shades of beauty
as tired eyes accustomise
to shimmering scenes in moonlight
and we welcome the coming of
darkness

~*~

© Daydreamertoo     *All rights reserved

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The Perfect Storm

01/02/2012 § 18 Comments

The message hits home
loud and clear
through words that jolt
this landscape’s stark
reality.

A pendulum swings
(though time is a constant
it isn’t always given)
and truths sharp edge
cuts through an ice cold
silence with a surge of
of certain pain to
aching bones.

What’s never been found
cannot be lost
and feelings whipped up
in winter winds may
sleep ’til spring reaches
in to detach their
grip of ice, with a
gentle easing, so
we can begin again.

Maybe we must simply
wipe away those liquid dreams
from clouding our eyes
and just ride out this, the
perfect storm

~*~

© Daydreamertoo       *All rights reserved

Just some thoughts on the winter snow storm we’re having right now and how we each deal so differently with our emotions.

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Arctic Sonata

13/01/2012 § 14 Comments

Music plays passionate love themes
and sun light too, plays across
the quiet hours.

Glass angels keep watch
over prismatic glass candles
each one, a treasure.

Emotions unveiled
(once clear choices, too.)
I reminisce
it is what it is
and, smile for their
memories.

Winter hearts beat through
these, the coldest of days
invisible  arms envelope
the ache
and I come to peace again as
we share the Arctic sonata.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

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Quiescence

11/01/2012 § 18 Comments

Hard to find a silent place
where thinking stops and
love begins again.

In brutal fashion you arrive
with ice cold winds bringing
tears to eyes, and shivers to
join with aching bones.

In sullen mood which matches
gray skies I await the promised
fall with odd pleasure
because it wipes away the filth
of man and his hurtful touch upon
this sacred land
(if only for a while.)

Shadows and light play
upon naked branches
bent, from their burden
but not broken, standing still
in their quiescence.

This view of winter is harsh
and yet,
through turning pages and trust in
passing passages of time
warm winds will thaw the frozen
scene for love to
bloom again.

~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

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