EMOTIONS IMPRINTS
No moonlight stained the inky sky
as lashing rain clouds smote
the crumbling lichen coated walls
with tarnished cross-keys set in stone.
Inside in kinship and at ease
the boisterous friends and family
stood round the glowing logs of red
as steam from sodden outerwear
ran down the diamond window panes
Fine carolling in harmony
like incense rose and filled the air
and in the days that followed on
emotions imprints lingered long.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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May those emotions print inside the house forever. Good write Michael.
The artwork is wondrous, when I opened the poem the artwork caused me to gasp, literally, so before I read the poem I wrote a poem about the art which you will find as my poem for today. Thank you for making my day.
Aw thank you Andy and I feel real chuffed that my painting should have inspired you thus. It was one of a series of three which I painted based loosely on some very old postcards which I found and, in turn, gave me the inspiration. I look forward to reading your poem.
A fine write and pic Michael. We have remembrances, feelings of certain places, etc. Now I won't bore you with 'I remember when....' I shall only waffle on about 1066!
I can recall it all especially the pre-battle preparations when we all participated in the Grand Ceremony of the Polishing of the Shields.
Yes, and then I mucked it all up. I said to Harold, those famous words 'Look up Sir' at the wrong moment - and he did look up!
Michael,
A brilliant write and an
exquisite painting!
The fine details are
extraordinary! I’m in
awe of your talents
which continue to
amaze me!
~Laura~
Thanks so much Laura .
Thanks for sharing MICHAEL ! Love the PICTURE ~ very nostalgic ~ we still have some houses like that in ESSEX and of course several Stately Homes. It is true ~ if all is quiet you can here the sounds of yesteryear preserved in the Wattle & Daub. If you are especially favoured "deja-vu" will also enable you to mingle with former inhabitants ! Love the nostalgia replete in the Ode ! Yours BRIAN
If only they still looked like this - well they do but the view is spoilt by street signs and motor cars - and where have all the perambulators gone?
This poem has worked it's way across two entries! Goldfinch sang its praises. It's so beautiful and haunting. And the painting - well..... Do you have a website and sell your paintings Michael?
Thanks so much Lorna. Yes I do sell my work which is displayed in many countries including Canada and the USA. I also do commission work, give demonstrations and run workshops. I have a website but I'm afraid I'm not very techy and it tends to get a bit out of date as it is at the current time but if you want to take a peek it's at:
http://www.michaeledwardsartist.co.uk/
Hello Michael,
A beautiful and superb write!
You are a brilliant artist.
Your drawing of the house is lovely.
Keep writing
FineB
So pleased you like them both - thanks for looking in FineB
Michael, I really loved the painting. It has a nostalgic look to it. Now I know why Andy was inspired. Great poem too. You have a two-prone talent at hand my friend.
Kind of you to say so - well I try. Thanks rr
A fine painting that will cause the emotions imprints lingered long indeed...
Just wonderful in verse and paint
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Thanks so much Willy - nice to see you back again.
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