Abundant Gifts

Pink Cosmos Flower Close Up by criminalatt courtesy of www.FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Pink Cosmos Flower Close Up by criminalatt courtesy of http://www.FreeDigitalPhotos.net

To speak of the beauty of a flower

swaying in a breeze

is to breathe the essence

of everything I think I am.

To wonder at a branch

adorned with buds

is to recognise hope

proffered by the future.

To stop and marvel,

be thankful for all that is

must be my goal.

Forgetting ego,

diminishing others’ judgements

… save for those I love.

© mypastmademe.com 2014

My first blessing.

Foot of New Born by anekoho/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Those eyes,

so pure and innocent,

snaring me.

That skin,

so soft and beautiful,

waiting to be kissed.

The hair,

so fine,

angel wisps between my fingers.

This fragile being,

my creation,

my dependent,

taught me

the true meaning of love.

My first divine gift.

My child,

my everything.

© www.mypastmademe.com 2012

A glittering prize …

Frosty Morning by Simon Howden/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Walking along today in the crisp winter sunshine I was struck by how beautiful the frost looked on the ground.  Just plain old frost.  You see it in white patches, smeared across the ground like winter’s warning, and you’re wary of slipping on it … but today it was such a lovely day and so it was thawing quickly … the sky was azure blue, the trees still and everything just felt amazingly calm and peaceful, so I was already a bit loved up with Mother Nature.

But what took my breath away was looking down to see a spread of frost on the ground which had part thawed and literally just looked like someone had sprinkled glitter right across the pavement.  Sparkling, iridescent, gorgeous glitter.  I stopped and stared in wonder.  So beautiful …

I used to go through life rush rush rushing, too much to do, failing at too many things, stress stress stressing.  How I love these days, these times when I actually notice the world around me and can appreciate the beauty which, before now, I was too self-absorbed to see.

May you stay warm and safe this winter, and hopefully have time to stop and appreciate the simple gifts on offer in your surroundings.

🙂

 

Sunset to Sunrise, Part I: Sunset

Carnarvon by Alexis/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

 

Last night in my slumbers

I held a lock of his hair

So soft between my fingers,

  so vivid

  so real

Then all day the tears wanting to surge

Wondering if that was my goodbye,

  my farewell to the dream of him

Knowing it will never be,

  despite being so convinced

So I admit now that

  I fell in love with him a little

With his words,

  his smile,

  his creativity,

  sensitivity

A love lost in dreams.

It was such a beautiful dream.

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011

 

Not today …

A Study In Pink by Maggie Smith/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

 I want to write something beautiful …

A sonnet to make your heart sing,

a verse to fill your head with dreams

Cherry blossom falling,

  raining like confetti

A dewdrop on an open rose,

glistening as a new day dawns

Rose From The Garden by Bill Perry/FreeDigitalPhotos.net

An iris swaying in the summer breeze,

  as blue as an azure sky

A fairytale ending,

  soulmates bonded for eternity

But my eyes are stinging,

  swollen from tears

I wish you love and hope,

  but I cannot write something beautiful today

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011

 

My entry for Luna’s Poetry Month Clambake (Week 3)