Martin Shone's Blog, page 4

Blossom into being

It’s here! Autumn awakensthe spiritallowing it to blossominto deathinto lifeinto the futurewhere hopeblossoms into being

Damaged wings

When we fly with damaged wingsthe touch from a broken soulcan be the glue to healour damaged wings

like any other day

Shadowy remembrancesfour-leafed cloversflies, wasps and ants Sun in bloombutterflies dancingand the green painting Human soundsoverpower Gaia’s songwith such ignorance Today, like any other dayis fullof disappointing moments

a summer rain

Innocence in the momentofChange Sudden it comesSudden it awakens innocenceSudden it reveals and within a whisper of timethe rain departsleaving its scent of eternity and our newness ~ My latest piece written on Typetrigger

So the spider hangs book review

Broken

The world’s heartis brokenits soulis evaporatingits life’s breathstagnant. But thereI hear her tonguesof birdsongI feel her soft fingersof sunlightI see her beautyand know all will be well.

Green

I’m hereI’m here, at last. Sun’s love touchesupon daisy, buttercupand the greenthe beautiful greenbeneath my feet. Here I amat lastwith pen and bookback at my old hauntscaressed by shadowskissed by nature.

When words don’t appear

There is thisthis this temptationto reveal the truthof this feelingbut what would be the point? When words don’t appearwhen I want them toexcept herewhere they flow like sand. The truth isshe brings me comfortwith a glanceand what do I bringbut silence. When words don’t appearwhen I want them toexcept herewhere they flow like sand peaceful, … More When words don’t appear

Unopened door

That momentwaved its mirageallowing me to enterwithout really being there

Armored

You are protectedyou are protected from them.Your inner strength shines