Scribbles from last week

Did some old school handwritten poetry last week. It was super fun!

I think I should do this more often 😊.

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Footprints and journeys

Leave footprints wherever you may go

Sparkle and sunbeams

Scatter as you wander

Memories flying past like 

paper planes 

Grateful for the journeys taken

Places of growth, pain, joy 

and learning 

Some things last longer than intended 

But the path taken was the 

right one and finished  

at the right moment.

Where learning meant

Speaking up for yourself is okay

Finding calm in the frantic 

Seeing children smile with joy.

 

C.Farish 01/04/18

Wednesday evening scribblings

Some evening thoughts.

No title as yet.

Untitled

Some days I linger in the present

Enjoying what is now

Like smiles and laughter

Hugs and tea time

table drumming

But at night I often

Find myself wishing I

was someplace else

Seeds of discontentment grow

Of feeling alone

And wondering where home is?

I see things often that I like

and stop myself

Cause I don’t have a place to call home

I’m discovering there are

some down sides to

restlessness

Finding belonging is one.

Still something I struggle with

Growing up I was the kid most

comfortable with my head

in a book

Than being in a crowd or

Spending time with others

Reading was a place of escape

comfort and adventure

And it’s still one of the best travel

companions.

Am still being the one to wear

my heart on my sleeve.

C.Farish 21/03/18

Beginnings in February

I’m not one for doing New Years resolutions but this year I have decided to set myself a few goals.

Chiefly to finish my poetry book and get it published is top of the list.

Also to devote more time to reading, learning and all things crafty.

The other day I signed up for a freelance photography diploma which is super exciting. As it’s something I thought about doing in my teens but never did. But I’m so glad I can do it now!

Its okay to chase your dreams one small step at a time.

Signing off for now.

Sight

Some scribblings from Saturday evening.

Sight

Visual

Wide eyed

Bright light

Also looks like

Blurry flickers

Haziness at night

Being blinkered

Tiredness.

Still appreciate

Seagulls overhead

Seeing smiles

Snowfall.

Bike rides

Sunshine

and walks up mountains.

Carole Farish 10/02/2018

Thursday scribbles

Hope Over Fear

Reminding myself that amidst uncertainty

I can still choose hope over not knowing what’s next

Hope over fear

Hope over shame

Hope over negativity

Hope amidst challenges

That it’s light that dispels the darkness

Light is life giving

It’s where the magic happens

and new ideas

become more than just dreams

Where the sparks of imagination fly

and old patterns become new paths

Interwoven into who we are

02/11/17 C.Farish

Stories still going

Our lives are stories

still in motion

Full of questions

Right now

In the in betweens

Of old and new things

Of birthdays

family

autumn days

Windswept

Looks like

making time for what

you love most

Homemade bread

Times by the fire

Knitting

Reading good stories

Reminding yourself that

what feels like forever really isn’t

Learning to patience in these

days

That although hard

The in between is good learning ground

And prepares you for what’s next.

Being in the now and still choosing

hope

Especially on days when life is hard

C.Farish

07/10/2017

Saturday evening scribblings

Wanting a place to call home

Something that is not new..

When you’ve moved a lot

So much so that

Home is in many places

But still dreaming of having a

place of my own

Even with no idea where that’ll be

Some place that’s cosy, relaxing

Where friends feel welcome

With a window seat to admire the view

And to sit and read with a brew

The smell of baking in the air

Mmm apple crumble..

C.Farish 23.09.17

Moments of JOY

When you’ve had so many days of joy

Kisses from heaven

Hugs from those you love most

Surprises

 

 

Woken up to sunlight streaming

through your window

The hint of autumn in the air

 

 

Cuddles with my littlest friend

More moments of joy

Hangs with precious friends.

 

 

Train rides, music and sunsets

City skies

Castles

and bagpipes

Cobbled streets

Quaint little alleyways.

Happiness bucketfuls of it

So much

To be grateful for.

Because life is for

Grasping with both hands

One day at a time

Taking your sparkle

Everywhere

You go.

 

 

C.Farish

14/09/2017