Wednesday evening scribblings

Some evening thoughts.

No title as yet.

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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

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

Early mornings and branches

Early mornings and branches.

Breathing in ordinary moments.

Crisp air fills my lungs and frost crackles underfoot.

Looking up at silhouettes in the sky.

Shadowed by the night sky.

Soon to be flooded in daylight

C.Farish 28/12/17

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

Autumn Fires

Riding home
through puddles

Mornings with
a crispness in the air
Smelling like autumn
already

Leaves leaving patterns
like little tree paths
on the ground
Old houses
Greet me with a
welcoming smile

All the cracks
like hidden pathways
Transport me to
times gone by

The smell of wood fires
takes me back
To childhood evenings
Roasting chestnuts
in the embers

Watching Dad raking
fallen leaves
All the rustling
reminds me of
Hedgehogs

And autumn walks in the woods
Watching squirrels chase
Each other from branch
to branch

Oh the delights of autumn
When the trees put on
their best show

The best symphony
of many colours
ochre reds, auburn
golden sunbeams

C.Farish

08/09/2017

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

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