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

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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

Fjelltoppen

Some moments are like mountains. When we’ve got to climb through some hard times.
Often travel difficult roads

That may be long journeys 

or short ones.
But when we reach the top

What was once before us

becomes clearer.
Towards a new understanding 

A realisation that 

We are so much stronger than we think we are.
And that by looking back 

How He has carried us through 

the toughest of times 

And never left 

and He never will.
C.Farish 15/03/2016

Windswept seas

Windswept Alone on an open sea

Choices 
Hard but sad

Endings

Mean new beginnings 
Tangled thoughts 

Like twisted yew branches 

Small ripples

Making waves.
C. Farish 07.03.2016

evening scribblings..

When small smiles brighten up the darkest of days

Even then there is a glimpse of light

Peaking through the highest tree tops
Shining down on all who wander

Below the towering tree trunks
Sunbeams, shadows and glimpses

Of spring

With snowdrops scattered around

Almost a carpet of white.

03.03.16 C.Farish

Morning poetry

  

 Written whilst I was on my way to work this morning. Background photo taken whilst I was waiting of the train.  

[sonder] a poem

Sonder: 

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Sonder

Moments eclipsing 

New beginnings 

Or maybe the middle 

For others endings
All beautiful in their own way.

For we are sometimes; mere footnotes 

In other people’s stories. 

Staying only for a moment 

Others for a longer while. 

More reason to treasure those near and dear…
also those passing through.

For in all seasons we can learn from each other.

Even when things can feel a little crazy at times..

Often it’s in those crazy times when it’s most beautiful.

– C. Farish 15/12/2015

Poems and Sunsets