In The Garden Of The Mind With sweet bitterness I think of the way we hurt And wonder at the monstrous thoughts That claim for themselves The precious moments of our lives. What right, these demons of destructive power, To tread so heavily on our dreams? How dare they obscure the sunshine from … Continue reading In The Garden Of The Mind – A Poem
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A Visit to RHS Harlow Carr in Spring
This is about more than just a garden visit. I am writing this blogpost retrospectively, having visited RHS Harlow Carr in early Spring this year. Our visit this time, occurred just as the buds were opening on the blossom trees (prunus of several types), the fresh leaves were unfurling in many shades of green on … Continue reading A Visit to RHS Harlow Carr in Spring
We Can Wrap Ourselves
"We can wrap ourselves in torment when we think the wrong thoughts, or free our minds for peace." ♡ In mindfulness, Holly x
My World – A Poem
My World My world, this is my world - It is all mine when I feel it is. I have the power in me To create, to make it beautiful. I can love and give of my heart, I can make myself and others happy. I can share, I can explore and Invent the cures … Continue reading My World – A Poem
New Hope – A Poem
New Hope Star of David, there you stood Behind your cross made of wood. When you looked down into my eyes The love I saw was a huge surprise. Just when I was feeling low, I had no hope, no place to go, You stepped in and took my hand; You showed me heaven, … Continue reading New Hope – A Poem
A Poem To A Young Man Entering The Army
A Poem To A Young Man Entering The Army In South Africa Brother, for years we were told, But never really believed, That one day you, too, would have to join The long, frightened queue Of young men, new recruits of the Defence Force. The Organisation, so powerfully strong, Snatching, from our arms, … Continue reading A Poem To A Young Man Entering The Army
Poem: Laughter of the Totally Free
Laughter of the Totally Free I want to laugh until my face aches; I want to laugh until the tears pour down my cheeks; I want to laugh until my tummy is in agony And every fibre of my being has experienced sweet release. I don't care what anyone else thinks; I don't … Continue reading Poem: Laughter of the Totally Free
Collecting Leaves ~ A Poem With Little Punctuation
Collecting Leaves Golden sunshine captures me as I look into the leaves ... Smells and sights and sounds I feel As into the depths of golden hues ...
The Holly Tree Tales 