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The Churches of
St Bridget & All Saints & Ewenny Priory
"Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things."
Philippians 4:8
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We need a couplet to finish :) Wonder who would like to do that. Look forward to seeing the finished sonnet. (A)😀
A Special Place
Ivy inches inquisitive fingers into nooks
And crannies.
Gleefully exploring in the summer sun
Stone and vine, in mutual embrace.
Lacey wings flutter the leaves
As they stretch out along the wall Cheekily advancing.... reminding me of little green stars.
High above, hawk-wings shiver
Blurring for an instant a patch of blue.
Wings pixelated, a momentary hesitation
Before free-falling into the ferns beneath.
As they stretch out along the wall
Cheekily advancing.... reminding me
of little green stars
Bit more added ;) We'll get there... (A)
Do play around with the punctuation, too!
A Special Place
Ivy inches inquisitive fingers into nooks
And crannies.
Gleefully exploring in the summer sun
Stone and vine, in mutual embrace.
Lacey wings flutter the leaves.
High above, hawk-wings shiver
Val would like to share these lines, sent to her recently by a friend... (A)
Thank you, Jayne :) (A)
Don't Quit When Things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When the funds are low and debts are high, And you want to Smile but have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest, if you must, but don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns, As everyone of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about, When he might have won if he'd stuck it out, Don't give up though the pace seems slow, You might succeed with another blow. Often the struggler has given up, When he might captured the victor's cup. And he learned too late, when the night slipped down, How close he was to the golden crown, Success is failure turned inside out, The silver tint of clouds of doubt, And you never can tell how close you are, It may be near when it seems afar, So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit, It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
Edgar A. Guest (1881-1959)?
Thank you Jayne for sharing this link to Idris Alba reading Don't Quit by Edgar A. Guest🤔 (Will put up words, shortly :)) (A)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNuWNki1Uik&feature=youtu.be
(A)
A Special Place
Ivy inches inquisitive fingers into nooks and crannies
Gleefully exploring in the summer sun
Stone and vine in mutual embrace
Lacey wings flutter the leaves
leaves
(the leaves got left!)
😮
Lacey wings flutter the
Our group effort is taking shape...11 lines (maybe) to go (A):
A Special Place
Ivy inches inquisitive fingers into nooks and crannies
Gleefully exploring in the summer sun
Stone and vine in mutual embrace
My Duvet: a love poem by Brian Bilston
Duvet
You are so groovet
I’d like to stay under you
All of Tuesdet
Stone and vine in mutual embrace
Perhaps we could write a poem between us...a line at a time. I'll start it off... Please do add to it. Let's get at least to 14 lines & then we can call it a sonnet...not worrying about any specific rhyme scheme...unless people want to???😉
A Special Place
Ivy inches inquisitive fingers into nooks and crannies
Something I wrote a few years ago on holiday in Italy.
Casa da Colle
San Romano
31 August 2017
A warm wind blows through sweet chestnut trees
As the day fades
And the shapes of hills
Form silhouettes against a silver sky
I savour a moment alone
Family close by
Busying themselves in the villa just below
I start to feel my body ease
And my mind calm its fears
My heart beats a little slower
And my sense of self returns
As these wooded hills
Breathe their healing breath
Across my face.
I guessed...it would be this one. I love it too..so pictorial....It is "right there in front of you". :) (A)
I have always taken great comfort in the words of this blessing and it is particularly appropriate in the current situation 😀
https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m000hx5n
Worth listening to the reading of "For the Fallen" by Laurence Binyon on Zoe Ball's Radio 2 Show, this morning. It starts about 1hr 39 ish in after the Beatles Song, "Let It Be" (8:09 real time :)) Voices from all over the UK share the reading of the poem. See if you can recognise the first of these ;) (A)🤔
Good to know we have them locally...may be I shall get to see one, after all! (A)
Certainly a few about locally. Walk up from Corntown to the top of the hill where the trig point is and there were several nesting and hovering. Trouble is they are nesting in arable fields which are not ideal for their breeding cycle.