Scribblings on my way to work


Putting down some words in response to yesterday’s sickening attack on young people, their parents while they were at a music event in Manchester. Praying for all those affected. 

😢😢😢

Riding home in the rain

Rode home in the rain earlier this evening. It was very refreshing..

and was inspired to do some impromptu song/poetry along the way. 
He loves you just as you are

He loves you just as you are
You are valuable more than you know

You are valuable more than you know
He’ll never let you down 
When you feel so overwhelmed 

sad and alone

He is there 

By your side
He loves you just as you are

He loves you just as you are
When days are joyful and full of splendour 

He loves you just the same

He’s with you always

03/04/17

First scribbles of the year..

Haven’t written much on here lately. Here are some late evening scribbles.. It’s currently untitled..

Sometimes struggles shout louder than they shouldForgetting how far you’ve come

Times of feeling stuck.
But oh daughter of mine you’ve yet 

to see the places you’ll go.

For in the struggle you are stronger

than you realise
Don’t loose heart 

Remember whose you are!

Where you are now is not the end of the 

Story
There are more pages to be woven

into this beautiful tapestry

His love for you runs deep.
Even if at times it feels distant

He’s got your back

Right alongside you.

Every tear that falls down your face

When you feel moments of despair

When things seem so uncertain 
Know that it’s who you are that

matters most

Keep that bright spark of encouragement

Don’t loose sight of that
Lift your head up and smile

For you are beloved of the King 

and He delights in you. 
Carole Farish 17/02/2017

Stepping Stones

Quiet moments often linger.
In the stillness

awe struck
Night sky

Stars twinkling 
Sparking thoughts 

of adventure
Stepping stones 

across streams
Waterfalls crashing 

into pools

of running water
Giant vistas overhead

Whispering clouds 

Silhouettes of sun beams
As the path comes into view

New adventures to be had
C.Farish 16.09.16

Late evening musings

There are perks to being a reluctant night owl at times. It’s usually these times when I’m most inspired to write.

Tonight’s musings.

Summer nights
No slumber

Thoughts

Rushing too and fro
Sweet silence of the night

Longing to return

to a place my heart

calls home

Even now

Still in wonder

of the glorious creation

He has made
Of mountain tops

Sunrises

Stormy nights

and thunder
Bright sunsets

Clouds and embers

River reflections
Still in wonder
– C.Farish

01/08/2016

Please don’t loose your wonder 

  

Please don’t loose your wonderOf the small

But beautiful moments
And remember that you are His

And He is yours 

Who conquered the grave 

for you 
And set the stars in the sky

Just because 

And brought heaven down to earth 
Scattered wildflowers in meadows

To wander through

And to enjoy

The butterflies dancing amongst 

in the late evening light
C. Farish 08/06/16

Whispers

Sometimes encouragement doesn’t need to shout to be heard 

It can begin with a small whisper
You are: brave 

Courageous 

Kind 

Loving 

Adventurous 
Knowing that it’s okay to wear your heart on your sleeve..
To live life with open hands 

To give and receive 

To know that when life is hard 

You are not alone 

There are many cheering you on

That have your back..
When you often think of others before yourself 

Know that there will be days when you will need other people to be that for you. 
When really we don’t have everything together all the time.

Sometimes life is tough..
And it’s okay to take one day at a time..
There are brighter days ahead..
And others need your smile, laughter and hope in their lives..as much as you do too.
C.Farish April 2016

Some thoughts on poetry

Even though I am a poet.. At school it was not something that I enjoyed. As it was all about formulas of how to write. Rather than something organic.

It’s as though poetry found me. I first began writing in my mid teens.

Poetry is meant to be felt by the reader. They can articulate their own meaning from the words written. It’s not something written to be taken apart and changed.
When I write it is as though an idea, thought or phrase kind of writes itself.. It just happens.

Words have the power to do great good. To encourage, bring hope and inspire those around us.

Confidence (a poem)

Confidence
Doesn’t always mean being bold

But that quiet voice 

Saying ‘you are enough’

‘What you are doing is enough’
To be comfortable in knowing who you are and whose you are.
When people tell you otherwise..

You are enough 

You are more than people’s opinions of you

Than criticism 

Hurt 

Or shame..
No these things need no longer define you..
But rather spur you on one small step at a time..

And if things don’t go as you’d hoped ..

Well tomorrow is a new day

to be filled with wonder, happiness and joy.
Tears too for there will be days when they will flow
And more new yet untrod steps to be taken 

As we walk this amazing path that is life..

C.Farish 22.03.16