Winter
by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,
"I moved, she fled, and on the closing pane, drifting her hand, printed curling fronds of ice, fern chrystalline." It's Winter, you know.
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When Stretched on One's Bed
by: Jane Austen in Expressions,
If you're nursing a bad cold, Jane Austen thinks you should concentrate on getting better and not worry about what you might be missing.
A Prayer for those Who Live Alone
by: Anon in Expressions,
"......and rain will spread eastwards after midnight, turning to sleet and snow mainly across the higher ground of Scotland and the Pennines....", BBC weather forcast says,...and quietly I pray,..."
The Journey of the Magi
by: T.S. Eliot in Expressions,
Written as an account of the journey from the point of view of one of the Magi, this poem is largely a complaint about a journey that is painful and tedious. It picks up Eliot's theme of alienation and feeling of powerlessness.
The Centre of My Life
by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,
The Joy of Christ has passed, the wonder still remains. With the shephers we look at this child laying in a manger and we..., well "we believe what we were told by the angels", but we look at him again and again and ponder all these things in our hearts while waiting for a more clear manifestation.
The Star
by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,
The poem called: THE STAR is really about recognising the beauty of each moment of our lives and reflecting on the main events from time to time. This will deepen the experience.
Thus at the flaming forge of life
by: Henry Wordsworth Longfellow in Expressions,
Thanks, thanks to thee my worthy friend, / For the lesson though hast taught;
Thus at the flaming forge of life / Our fortunes must be wrought;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped / Each burning deed and thought.
Angel?
by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,
Angel?
They tell me
there`s an angel
at my side,
so I am searching...
The Holding Heart
by: Mary McKeone rscj in Expressions,
Carry the Love that you treasure / deep in your open heart; / melodise fragments of beauty / that sing in your life from the start.