Cloud scraps Cloud scraps, the debris of a storm, a glimpse of blue before the night, and our eyes fill with the light. The debris of a storm, … […] Read more: Source: Cloud scraps Source: Jane Dougherty
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Ten weeks Ten weeks and the world is singing cradled in the arms of mothers and the fruitful earth. Beneath the sun … […] Source: Ten weeks Source: Jane Dougherty
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Eve of the cut Purple light and the bruised sky, dusk falls with the rustle of silken rain on the golden-stalked meadow, the last silent cry before the cut. […] Source: Eve of the cut Source: Jane Dougherty
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The world outside the words There are so many things I want to do, to fall into the southern sun, the blue that smells of pines and sings … […] Source: The world outside the words Source: Jane Dougherty
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Together at evening Now that all is gathered in and folded tight, Wanderers, washing and the wavering light Of sun that rolls on waves beyond the rim of sight, Our day begins, our song on every blackbird’s tongue. Moon-drift silver draws us ever higher … […] Read more … Source: Together at evening Source: […]
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Alone in the house Alone in the house when dog sleeps, cats drift unseen, unheard, the breeze in the trees, the ticking of the clock, too loud, the lane is too far, […] Source: Alone in the house Source: Jane Dougherty
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At day’s end An evening like so many others, too many passed to ever count, pointing at the clouds that rib the sandy sky in the blue and gold of end of day. Too many passed to ever count, … Read more Source: At day’s end Source: Jane Dougherty
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Once there was a wedding Today is my wedding anniversary. The photos are of the principal characters. What a time it’s been so far. This is mewas thenand you then and still we through dark sometimesthen now and will bethough clouds werearewill come and the rain is coldthe nights are always soft through the windthat […]
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Flour Posting this because it’s the prettiest flour bag I’ve ever seen. Husband bought several kilos of it this morning just because of the packaging. Source: Flour Source: Jane Dougherty
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Peach pebbles Even blood runs cool in this veil of steel-grey rain, the meadow grown so high it can’t sustain the weight. […] Read more … Source: Peach pebbles Source: Jane Dougherty
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