http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk en-gb wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk 2012-4-27T00:00:00Z wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#117238 2012-4-27 17:38:03 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#117237 2012-4-21 17:37:18 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116805 2012-4-20 15:47:53 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116803 2012-4-19 15:47:11 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116802 2012-4-16 15:45:28 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116799 2012-4-15 15:44:02 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116798 2012-4-14 15:42:56 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116797 2012-4-13 15:41:46 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116796 2012-4-11 15:40:34 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116795 2012-4-10 15:37:41 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116137 2012-4-6 16:52:12 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116136 2012-4-4 16:50:46 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116135 2012-4-3 16:49:32 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116134 2012-4-2 16:48:31 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116133 2012-3-31 16:47:15 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116132 2012-3-26 16:46:01 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116131 2012-3-25 16:44:25 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116130 2012-3-24 16:42:24 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116129 2012-3-23 16:41:14 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116128 2012-3-16 16:38:11 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116127 2012-3-15 16:34:36 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116126 2012-3-13 16:32:53 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#116125 2012-3-12 16:29:51 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114333 2012-3-10 11:20:53 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114332 2012-3-9 11:18:47 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114331 2012-3-8 11:17:38 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114330 2012-3-7 11:16:33 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114003 This fine fellow was waiting in the garden after my walk this morning .. in his finest finery 2012-3-6 15:36:41 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114002 2012-3-5 15:35:11 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#114001 2012-3-4 15:33:30 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113792 2012-3-3 16:04:06 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113791 2012-3-2 16:02:56 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113790 2012-3-1 16:01:47 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113789 2012-2-29 16:00:30 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113788 2012-2-28 15:58:58 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113787 2012-2-27 15:56:51 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113453 2012-2-26 17:33:47 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113452 Natures Paintbrush ... 2012-2-25 17:33:04 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113451 2012-2-24 17:31:35 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113450 Come talk with me ladyNo sir I cannotCome walk with me ladySir what do you plotCome dance with me ladySir ... you beguile Come sit with me ladyWell ... just for a whileCome kiss me fair ladyOh Sir but well .....Come lie with me ladyOh Sir ... Yes I will 2012-2-23 17:27:20 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113100 2012-2-22 15:02:26 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#113099 2012-2-21 15:00:17 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112942 2012-2-20 07:37:10 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112805 From my lovely sister ... 2012-2-18 08:23:09 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112804 The ragged fae sat mournful in a dandelion clock Her tattered wings were out of use her dread would not unlock Her dress was crumpled like her soul her eyes were full of tears She huddled sad and anxious and wished she had no fear No sooner had she made her wish a whisper on the breeze And leaves began to rustle in the branches of the trees A magick whirlwind whisked her up all wuthering and Wylde And whirled her ever higher up through Albions fair skies And tumbling through clouds and stars her wings regained their strength Her soul unfurled her dress flew wild her tears were all but quenched She landed on her petalled feet her fears all blown away And stood again fair proud and strong the once sad ragged fae She came to rest in Nor folk land where now she wields a quill And scribes fair tales of magick folk and wanders where she will She flies with birds and runs with hares and rides upon the hind And inky fingered blows a kiss which shimmers on the wind 2012-2-17 08:17:50 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112727 My Lovely father had a stroke yesterday .... these catkins are signs of regeneration .. I wish it for him with all my heart 2012-2-16 16:34:24 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112726 2012-2-15 16:32:36 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112500 The end of a letter written to me by my son Jordan .. seemed appropriate .. just so simple And the third of my Stonewylde friends rhymes .. for OliHe wakes beneath the Olive tree the Weaver of all dreams And feels the pain of mother earth in all her far flung realms He journeys on the incense smoke to dark forgotten worlds And conjures up with gift of sight our reveries most wylde He plays The Fool for all to see with fine and precious grace And heals with laughter those whose dreams turn nightmare in their place His first name winged with doves of peace his second wound with reams And he smiles beneath the Olive tree the Weaver of all dreams 2012-2-14 19:05:01 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112498 For Keith who is Lees Partner By light of day he journeys in a courser made of iron His flame haired love beside him as they cross fair Albion From Moot to Meet from stones to stones he navigates the land His quills and inks and parchments are forever close at hand For the man named for the woods and forests is a learned scribe Who maps and marks the movements of the shifting Stonewylde tribe But in dark of night while others sleep his charger comes to life With scales of burnished copper and breath as hot as strife He travels under moonlight as secret as the grave His quests are always deadly his actions always brave But always he returns safe from the starlit skies above To his dwelling in the forest and his dreaming flame haired love 2012-2-13 19:00:28 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112348 Quite often in the last month and a bit its been the last photo of the day I have taken which as been the one I have liked best todays was one of those 2012-2-12 13:57:22 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112347 Frost on the inside ...And a verse for my friend Lee ....Cold winter brings the Everfrost and jewels every tree In a forest new as birth and old as old can be A flamehaired dreamer wanders there and shelters from the wind And spins her dreams around the trees to break the ties that bind She takes her thread and spins anew and how the Greenwood smiles As she spins a spell for freedom and for her spirit Wylde The dreamer finds an ancient oak and shelters in his lee In a forest new as birth and old as old can be Tis summer now and birdsong weaves its magick through her spells And humming bees drum drowsily in the foxgloves bells The dreamer sits beneath the oak with yarn upon her knee And spins and knits and weaves her dreams and sets her spirit free 2012-2-11 13:53:36 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112346 2012-2-10 13:52:04 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112345 2012-2-9 13:50:44 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112344 2012-2-8 13:49:43 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112020 Well what a few days .. my lovely father collapsed on Friday and has been in hospital since its rather shimmied up my life for a bit ... but I hae been writing on and off and heres the result I took so many photos today and they were all dreadful so took pic of something I have just made instead a bit of a cheat but a sort of two birds with one stone thingThe Dragon DreamerI dreamed of a dragon as I lay in my bed His eyes glowed like amber his scales dull as leadHe swooped on great wings toward my tower so highAnd carried me into the darkening skyOver forests and mountains and oceans he fledAs I clung to his back with its scales cold as leadThe moon and the stars lit our journey that nightAnd the sun rose like fire as we ended our flightInto his lair filled with shadows we spedI fell and he raised me with claws soft as leadBut I hated his being and cried it out loudAnd his eyes filled with sadness but his head stayed unbowedI scratched at his face with my nails til they bledAnd spa... 2012-2-7 18:17:54 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112012 2012-2-6 16:16:35 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112011 2012-2-3 16:15:52 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112010 2012-2-2 16:13:38 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#112009 2012-2-1 16:12:50 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111502 Wow I did it .. photo every day ... some better than others .. and writing every day except I think 3 or 4 ... 15 brand new verses this month they are published here just as written. not revised other than in the actual writing of them .. Im quite proud of myself .. whether or not they are of any merit .. I think some are ....Tomorrow is February ....Everfrost on Brambles ...And today Kit Berry announced the title of book 5 ... so I had to didnt I My first is in sylvie but not in her love My second in solstice and starlight above My third is in moondance but not in sunlight My fourth is in raven as black as the night My fifth is in maizie but not in her son My sixth is in shadows and will they have won My seventh in young magus and in his great love My eighth in his sister of the shaman beloved My ninth in dark waters into which they must dive My tenth is in heggy and five always fiv... 2012-1-31 17:47:39 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111444 A beautiful Arum leaf played with in Picasa...and the rogue verses which had to be disentangled from the Huntsman or was it the other way round The silvery queen of the woods gave me birthMy toes are entwined like roots in the earthMy arms are slim branches raised to the skyMy voice is the whisper of leaves as they sighMy hair is with ivy and nightshade entwinedMy gown is of briars and sweet pale WoodbineMosses and violets spring where I treadLadys Mantle and Ferns I take for my bed...Am I alone where have they strayedI call.. and it echoes through forest and gladeThrough the crisping of leaves in a sharp Autumn showerAnd the cool drip of rain in a summercloud hourThrough the gleam of a moon in springshadowy duskThrough the wind and the dark and the mist and the frost.I call for all time and oh then I findAll others are gone .. I am the last of my kind 2012-1-30 18:26:52 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111443 A simple old door played around with in PicasaHad terrible trouble with my verse yesterday .. turned out I was actually writing two different stories and trying to combine them it didnt work so I separated them after a nights sleep heres the firstThe HuntsmanWhen I first saw the Huntsman he did not see me As he sat and he rested beneath the Oak tree The huntsman who held in his hand a great blade The Oak was my father King of the glade Beware of this Hunstsman my father foretold For he haunts through the forest and slaughters for gold He will take from your heart long shards with his knife For arrows to pierce and steal away life Yet I yearned for the huntsman so tall and so strong And I summoned him with my leafwhispering song And I summoned the huntsman through thicket and glade and he leant full against me and drew his great blade And I heeded him not my father so wise And the huntsman saw not through my forest disguise He carved his initials deep into my thigh And those... 2012-1-29 18:22:14 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111317 Treetops in Sunshine reflected in one of yesterdays puddles ....A Puzzle ....... She waits in all the lamplit bars She waits for poets painters whores And demoiselles and monseigneurs Who dream away their days and nights In swirling clouds of visions bright She casts her magic in a glass And none her power can surpass And so before she flit from sight Who is this mysterious spriteAnswer La Fee Verte .. The Absinthe faery 2012-1-28 15:53:42 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111316 Wellll ... I love green Flowers colours inverted in PicasaFor Lizzie Fae no murder today I dress in leaves of forest green And round my throat the dewdrops gleam My petticoats are wisps of cloud My shoes are with fine cobwebs soled Bright berries stain my cheeks and lips A pinch of sky adorns my lids I gather diamonds in the snow my hearth is where the firefly glow I sprinkle stardust as I wisp Through moonlit trees in winter crisp And scatter rainbows through the frost The big folk call it faerie dust I steal the cream and hide the sweets In houses crowded into streets And tantalise the human ear with siren songs they cant quite hear And then they catch a glimpse of me and tell their friends that they did see a faerie .. on my soul they cry oops ... been seen .. time to fly ..... 2012-1-26 15:47:51 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111167 Mosses on Sapling Birches...And a Lament for Burns Night .. It was going to be about a mother and son .. but it turned out not to be .. I thinkNevermore well taste the honey from the heather on the hillsNor feel the touch of sun or cooling water in the rillsOr watch the golden eagle wheeling high among the cloudsOr know the love between us my bonny blue eyed boyNo more well hear the lilting lark sing sweetly on the windNor smell the dusky violet with Bracken all entwinedAnd I curse the day they called you for your country and your kingAs I mourn the love between us my bonny blue eyed boyI hold you in my arms now in this bruised and shattered placeand stroke your scarlet hair and kiss your still and sleeping faceAnd I gather up the grasses and weave from them our shroudAnd well sleep awhile together here my bonny blue eyed boy 2012-1-25 18:09:49 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111166 Just a puddle today as for writing Life got in the way .. it rhymes 2012-1-24 18:07:52 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#111018 Not sure what to call this ... suddenly had a vision of a soldier the kind played by Terence Stamp in Far from the Madding CrowdHe wore a scarlet tunic and held himself with prideI wished the day I saw him that I could be his brideHis bride and only lover his passion for all timeAnd I tore my pride asunder and vowed to make him mineHe lingered but a little while in our small country townI called on him so boldly in my best and fairest gownMy father bade me caution and counselled bide your timeBut I tore my pride asunder and swore that hed be mineI offered him my innocence which he declined to takeHe called me child and softly smiled as I began to weepHe told me that a better man would love me for all timeBut I tore my pride asunder and begged that he be mineMy passion did consume him his finer feelings fledAnd he took me without feeling in a cold and shadowed bedHe took his leave too quickly with bows and words so fineBut I smiled my heart athundering .. and knew that he was mineHis... 2012-1-23 18:14:10 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110899 This amazing Oak tree didnt look so rude in the flesh .... not quite sure that its a beautiful pictureLost for words today .....What can I write about todayI do not know I cannot sayPerhaps of woods and fae and spritesOr misty morns and moonlit nightsBut what CAN I write about todayI do not know I cannot sayPerhaps of gyspies tramps and thievesOr ladies pale who weep and grieveOh WHAT can I write about todayI do not know I cannot sayThe blank page staring back at meNo rhyme no prose no poetry ....So Ill not write ANYTHING todayWell...I do not know I cannot say 2012-1-22 17:42:59 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110871 Bit of a Hiatus on the Writing front for a couple of days .. but heres todays The Gypsy Girl She stole my purse the gypsy girl Her hair all black and wild I followed her the gypsy girl She turned to me and smiled I have your purse sir gentleman She gave a mocking bow I sense your curse sir gentleman For empty is it now She stole my heart the Gypsy girl Her eyes all black and wild I followed her the Gypsy girl She turned to me and smiled I have your heart sir gentleman and curtsied deep and low Youll not have mine sir gentleman For empty is it now She stole my soul the gypsy girl Her heart all black and wild I followed her the gypsy girl She turned to me and smiled I have your soul sir gentleman She scorned my humbled bow Youll not touch mine sir gentleman For empty is it now She stole my life the gypsy girl Her soul was black as pitch My dead eyes burned the gypsy girl As they hanged her for a witch But she followed me the gypsy girl Her shadow black and wild And through the ... 2012-1-21 10:42:52 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110869 2012-1-20 10:41:52 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110868 2012-1-19 10:40:01 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110646 These were a disgusting yukky brown colour in the damp and rain this morning after the beautiful frost on them yesterday .. but the shape is so beautiful .. so I messed around in Picasa and quite like them nowNo writing today .. rethinking after talking to a couple of people about whether to carry on making it all public ...... 2012-1-18 17:55:51 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110644 Took lots of pics today and the one I used was the last one I spotted just getting back to the houseFrozen Mosses by the pond ...untouched by Picasa this one just as it came Annnnnd a whole Poem .. well maybe a whole one not sure if I have or havent finished .. I think a couple of refenrences are a bit obscure and need expanding ooerDeep in the woods we met that day Her eyes they led my heart astray And Oh her lips her lips did say Love me mortal man She garlanded my raggy hair With briar rose and willow fair And led me to her forest lair To be her mortal man I lay with her the faerie girl Where violets grew and brackens curled And stayed until the night unfurled And was her mortal man And as day and night became as one And summer into winter spun And snow eclipsed the falling sun I stayed her mortal man She loved me true my Faerie girl And with each turning of the world Her sadness and her grief unfurled My hair grew grey my bones grew old My eyes grew dim no longer bold Her mou... 2012-1-17 17:50:53 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110491 Apparently this is the most depressing day of the year ... not so bad for me thankfully Todays pic is of a dark reddish brown dock seed head covered in frost with the early morning sun just hitting it And ... finished the alchemist poem too I could have gone on but I think its long enough The Alchemist It was a Moonless Starless night When I first met the Alchemist His eyes were dull his voice was hoarse his clothing made of linen coarse His hands shook as he raised his glass His lips they trembled as he cursed And thus it was I found the Man His body racked as if in pain In the Tavern with no name Lit by Candlelight I bought him Ale I bought him Mead And Rennish laced with Poppy seed But nothing would his tongue unlock And then ..I gazed upon his book His dull eyes blazed with anger fierce And seemed my very soul to pierce His shaking hands sought mine at last And knocked aside his drinking glass On that Moonless Starless night In the Tavern with no name Lit by Candlelight He ... 2012-1-16 18:27:42 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110446 Where does time go .. todays pic ..pretty but not so interesting really .. Winter JasmineAnd I did get round to writing today ... Im going to have to to it every day I think otherwise it will slip ... found it hard today ... anyway The Alchemist .. contd I loved a girl so fair and wildPerhap she was a faerys childShe bewitched more each day and nightAnd taunted me with eyes so bright Which seemed to make the daytime night ..To me they did eclipse the sunAnd shield the stars and cloud the moonHe cried aloud that cursed night By the fire burning brightIn the tavern with no nameLit by candlelightShe told me she would love me trueAnd kissed me sweet as summers dewAnd held me close and whispered Soon...But bring me first the Sun and MoonAnd make for me a necklace brightWith all the jewels of the nightThe Alchemist did weep that nightBy the fire burning brightIn the tavern with no nameLit by candlelightSo every day and every night with my spells I stole their light and captured it in via... 2012-1-15 18:19:49 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110445 I didnt write anything today ... so just a photo .. Frosty Faerie sparklers ... 2012-1-14 18:17:45 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110327 Heavy frost overnight and I took lots of pictures today but ... camera somewhat misbehaving .. do hope its not the third of my crucial techno bits to go wrong following computer and phone... but Im liking this spiky thistle ...The Alchemist .. contd...He held the book close to his breastAnd from me did my promise wrestTo stay until his sins were toldUntil his tale was laid to restSo I stayed with him all through that nightThat moonless starless cursed nightBy the roaring fire brightIn the tavern with no name Lit by candlelightHis darkling tale he did reciteThat moonless starless cursed nightAnd there began my life of blightBy the roaring fire bright In the tavern with no nameLit by CandlelightThe book he opened and he showedThe pages marked as if in codeThe pages covered side to sideWith symbols strange and then he cried Cried aloud that moonless nightThat moonless starless cursed nightIn the tavern with no nameLit by candlelight 2012-1-13 17:45:10 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110252 Hanging out of the window in my jim jams this morning to get a view of this amazing sunrise it was so blindingly psychadelic And Todays words .. an idea Ive had brewing for a long time .. I know the story unusual for me its getting it writ thats going to be tricky I think ... brewing up to have loosely the same structure as the Lady of Shallot .. although why I really cant say .. it came out that way in the first verseThe AlchemistIt was a Moonless Starless nightWhen I first met the Alchemist His eyes were dull his voice was hoarsehis clothing made of linen coarseHis hands shook as he raised his glassHis lips they trembled as he cursedAnd thus it was I found the ManHis body racked as if in painIn the Tavern with no nameLit by CandlelightI bought him Ale I bought him MeadAnd Rennish laced with Poppy seedBut nothing would his tongue unlockAnd then ..I gazed upon his bookHis dull eyes blazed with anger fierceAnd seemed my very soul to pierceHis shaking hands sought mine at lastAnd knocke... 2012-1-12 17:12:39 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110176 Todays Pic .. of some tiny Aster seed headsand feeling somewhat restored today so I have finished the Lady Bright poem ... heres the whole thing slightly changed a couple of verses .. but I think thats allowed The snow was falling fast and deep The darkness calling us to sleep Our horses tired from days of travel Our wounds still bleeding from the battle A tower loomed in the moonlit snow With windows full of candle glow Our hearts found hope where none had been We knocked and called and were welcomed in My Lady met us in the keep And greeted us with manner sweet Her eyes were grey her hair was bright Her gown was as of spun Moonlight Good sirs be welcome in my home I see you are most battle worn Come come and bathe your hurts away And you will sleep till break of day We bathed in waters scented deep And lay on bracken beds to sleep But I was woken by the gleam Of candles shining through my dreams My Lady knelt beside my bed And took my hand and softly said Come follow sit and ... 2012-1-11 16:18:45 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110108 Hips are playing up and still feeling rotten ... yesterday for the first time in well a year probably I bought myself a little bunch of paperwhites .. scent delicacy beauty .. I love them .. heres my photo of them must try and get back to writing again tomorrow the spirit is weak still so heres the continuation of yesterdays tale ....the toadstool disappeared in a flash leaving a vague glowing image of a mean little face with its tongue sticking out ...Ooooooh whispered Thistlecorn think Ill keep quiet thenThat would be best I think said Shadow of the Rose ... considering ...The sisters started through the ever thickening everfrost towards and into the ever darkening forest.The canopy of trees was so thick that hardly any everfrost fell within and the sisters walked upon a soft pine and cedar scented carpet the odd twig cracking underfoot in the silence their way lit by the now tiny glowing toadstools.After what seemed like many hours of walking the path suddenly widened into a smal... 2012-1-10 18:15:26 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#110082 A bit of a cheat on the writing front today as Im still feeling yukky so heres part of my Quest story for my sister ... The sisters stepped through with racing hearts ... the door closing swiftly behind them and disappearing in a shimmer leaving just a wall entangled with the same roses all abloom in the now fast falling everfrost. Huge toadstools rose vastly above them and they took cover for a while under one a particularly wide capped blue glowing giant and stared at each other in silence.... Ooooh said Thistlecorn eyes all awide ..wonder if you can eat them My dear sister Shadow of the Rose said laughing.. even you in your Giant size could not eat this scrapesky of a toadstool and I think the glow might hint at a little magick and mischief within .. enough of eating .. we must gather our thoughts.. The sisters put up their felted hoods against the chill and gazed around their new surroundings. On looking closer the toadstools appeared to be growing and glo... 2012-1-9 12:53:56 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109985 Well its amazing how ... when you really open your eyes and look ... Ive passed this tree most days for over a year and not noticed its beauty.....shame on me ...feeling a little under the weather today so not quite up to carrying on with my 2 current tales but this did pop up ... I hear you whisper on the wind I see you in the swaying branch I taste your kiss in falling rain Your touch is like an avalanche Your scent is in the soaking earth Your soul is in the lightning strike Ill weather out the storm with you My elemental love 2012-1-8 18:28:00 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109900 No I Havent each photo so far has been taken fresh that day and the writing is too quite pleased with myself this week Todays pic the sun just catching a bleached out grass seed head ....and todays writing a continuation of yesterdays ode not quite so sure about this lot ..... Her tears fell soft as summer rain Her haunted face was full of pain Her grey eyes searched inside my soul And with that look my heart she stole The day began too soon to wake Her ladies came their fast to break I walked away through lightening vaults My lady burning in my thoughts I slept the shadowed day away In silent peace no dreams to slay My slumber. But then as evening fell I awoke but how I could not tell .. Good Captain said My Lady bright I cannot sleep this haunted night come follow talk and sit with me and hear my tale and set me free Glad I was to see her face My bursting heart began to race for I must confess without delay my love for her this very day She held her finger to my lips as if... 2012-1-7 16:13:46 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109856 A simply perfect Ivy leaf with the colours inverted in PicasaAnd whilst the Silversmith is searching for the Apprentice ...Ive started on another tale of woe...The snow was falling fast and deep The darkness calling us to sleep Our horses tired from days of travel Our wounds still bleeding from the battle A tower loomed in the moonlit snow With windows full of candle glow Our hearts found hope where none had been We knocked and called and were welcomed in My Lady met us in the keep And greeted us with manner sweet Her eyes were grey her hair was bright Her gown was as of spun Moonlight Good sirs be welcome in my home I see you are most battle worn Come come and bathe your hurts away And you will sleep till break of day We bathed in waters scented deep And lay on bracken beds to sleep But I was woken by the gleam Of candles shining through my dreams My Lady knelt beside my bed And took my hand and softly said Come follow sit and talk with me And hear my tale and set me free I co... 2012-1-6 18:08:00 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109774 Tried to take close ups today but it was tooo windy and everything blurred so heres a big old oak where the local Greater Spotted Woodpeckers live .. you can just see some of the holes And todays instalment of the Silversmiths Daughter ... should I make it an epic I wonder it seems to come so easily at the moment perhaps I should carry on until I fizzle out .....or is it just doggerel .....or is it lazy thinking aloud here....He came to my door the Apprentice With his eyes all emerald and bold And he fixed his gaze on my daughter With her dowry more precious than gold I trusted the word of my Daughter And welcomed him in from the cold And his work shone out full of beauty And oh the knife he fashioned from gold... He served me full well the Apprentice And my daughter looked on him with love And they walked every day hand in hand Down to the Mistletoe Grove Midwinters eve the wind was a howling The snow fell deeper than love They walked hand in hand in the Moonlight Down to the Mi... 2012-1-5 17:32:22 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109693 A dead tree covered in Ivy a casualty of yesterdays storms And the Silversmiths Daghter continued ... He came to our door the apprentice with his eyes all emerald and bold His hair shone like beaten copper And we welcomed him in from the cold And I loved him my fathers apprentice For his eyes all emerald and bold And I kissed him and gave myself to him And my dowry more precious than Gold But his heart was harder than Diamond And his soul was blacker than coal And he took my life with a golden knife Where the Mistletoe weeps in the snow He fashioned me into a trinket And boasted of his great new found wealth And believe me my dear gentle sisters Revenge is better in stealth For He thinks I am wrapped round his finger But instead I burn in his soul And splinter his heart hard as Diamond With my dowry more precious than Gold 2012-1-4 15:31:06 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109679 Totally defeated by the Stormy stormy weather today so took a photo of a lovely Candle my sister gave me And todays writing was a bit of a brain stretcher ...My first is in Loki but not in Asgard My second in Freya but not in Hel My third is in Odin and also in Njord My fourth is in Tyr but not in his Sword My fifth in Thors Hammer but not in Valhalla My sixth in Olympus but not in this Earth My seventh in Order and also in Chaos My eighth is in Moonlight and in its Corona Who am I Answer L A D Y M O O N .... 2012-1-3 13:31:27 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109510 Todays one of some teeeeeeny faerie shrooms found on a log on todays walk And the sad ending of yesterdays start in fact Ill put the whole poem here She was the Silversmiths daughterHer eyes were sapphire and boldHer hair shone as of spun moonlightAnd her dowry more precious than goldI started her fathers apprenticeHe welcomed me in from the coldOh but she kissed me the silversmiths daughterWith her dowry more precious than goldI took the Silversmiths kindnessAnd left my heart in the coldAnd I took her the Silversmiths daughterAnd her dowry more precious than goldBut I tired of the Silversmiths daughterWith her eyes all sapphire and boldFor she no longer had her dowryHer dowry more precious than goldSo I take her the Silversmiths daughterTo where the Mistletoe growsAnd take her life with a golden knifeAs the cold wind blowsHer blood runs redder than RubiesThrough the Diamonds of the SnowAnd the bold bold Sapphire eyes Are forever closed I gather up the RubiesAnd take the Sapphires... 2012-1-2 16:21:28 http://www.wherethewildrosesgrow.co.uk/page26.htm#109500 Will I be able to keep it going we shall see...First day of my personal challenge to take a photo a day and produce a piece of written workAnd todays words ...She was the Silversmiths daughter Her eyes were sapphire and bold Her hair shone as of spun moonlight And her dowry more precious than gold I started her fathers apprentice He welcomed me in from the cold Oh but she kissed me the silversmiths daughter With her dowry more precious than gold I took the Silversmiths kindness And left my heart in the cold And I took her the silversmiths daughter And her dowry more precious than gold 2012-1-1 13:14:19