Scraps of rhyme .....

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

:DJust a little something to go on with ....

NEW HORIZONS..

Seek new dimensions.
Find a different way of looking at life – A total package.
Take a traipse through dreamland until you arrive at reality.




:)T.

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

A MESSAGE.

I am knocking at the door
of your heart
Just to let you know
that I have you in mine

I am knocking at the door
of your heart
and I’m hoping
that there will be time ---
to tell you
that my feelings were shielded,
but now,
through reflection
they’re clear

I’m knocking at the door of your heart
and I’m hoping it’s not something
you’ll fear.

I’m here with the beating
of my heart
It’s still travelling at the same speed

The journey is strengthened
with a true, honest blast
an adjustment of sorts
to the ways of the past.

So, I’m knocking at the door
of your heart
Don’t worry --- everything is just
fine.
I’ve just realized,
that I have you in my heart
And you’ve been there,
for quite a long time.



:)T,

[Halethala]

*Smiles dreamily* I reeeeally liked your MOONRISE and Time of Life . . very nice . .

*Adds a tiny scrap of verse from a larger work of hers*

The pebble of you thrown into my pond
Sends rippling circles throughout all I am
Forever stirring up and enlarging me . . .

[Dream Loxley]

Mmmmmmmmmm if only real time could be this romantic

[LadyLaurestina]

Agrees with Dream....and* sighs*...

Such lovely passages... so serene and calming... somehow takes away the turmoil from my heart... and replaces it with the sounds of waves hitting the sands ....*hum...........*

I can hear it now.....

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

:)Very descriptive Letha, I enjoyed that small piece of your rhyme immensely...
Thank you ...

[UNTITLED]

Butterfly wings
weightless whispers
daubed with the pure color
of an artist’s palette
dusted with grace
caressing the wind
in flight
and resting
to applaud the
sweetness of nature’s nectar.

:)T.

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

THE GULL.

We walked on the beach that Winter,
Surf was boiling, wind whipped our hair.
The shore was deserted,
Just us and the gull.

He sat near the water, facing the sea.

Proud head was bowed,
Beak at rest in the sand.
Strong wings had sagged,
Their pinions now ragged.
Bright eyes were dulled,
Life had ebbed with the tide.

His spirit had left, still to master the airs.

We buried him above the tideline,
Where the sea - grasses wave.




:)T.

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

:)I am so very pleased that everyone is enjoying the poetry.
Some of it was written by my Sister before her death, in a plane crash, in Hawaii in 1999. Being able to post here and bring pleasure to those who read it, helps me to keep her memory close.
Thank you all

This is one of hers ....

CLOWNS

Liquid face
that isn’t real
But there instead
to make you feel
the emotions of a frightened mouse
a laughing bird
an old and weary house
communications void of words
expression flowing
like gliding birds
a smile, a tear
or a face full of frowns
that’s the language
in the world of clowns.



But don't be sad, she took such joy in life

:)T.

[Halethala]

*Softly* It is often those tender depthless hearts that laugh the brightest, and hurt the deepest. To feel exquisite highs, one often also is balanced out with suffering the darkest lows as well . .

A little more verse for you, if you will allow ~

Warmly whispered zephrs
Each year more compelling
To whoosh away old winter’s debris
And sink in fertile soils
New hope . . .

Gazing backwards to my youth
With sweetly cherished longing,
When all the world was one long summer night
And anything was possible . . .

Cruel time slips through the crevices
And understanding dawns
That some things will simply never be
Except within my mind . . .

Yet they are no less real . .

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

Thank you for your kind thoughts 'Letha and for that wonderful piece of verse


Sunshine
you never know
the intensity of its warmth
until it goes away.


:)T.

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

This poem is another written by my Grandmother, probably circa 1940 (or earlier)

SOLILOQUY.

Have you ever watched a sunset
Fading into grey
Like falling leaves whispering
Of beauty slipped away?
Cloud wrack in the distance
The utmost of your sight
And within you a resistance
An urge to hold that glory right
There, come what may.
Take heart oh dreamer. Night
Too has its glory
Always; There’s another day
Be on your way.

:)T.

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

:)This one of my most recent .....

FLIGHT.

Wings spread,
Pinions extended.
Thermals lift,
Rise,
In a soaring gyre.
Into the face of the Sun.
Feathers glow,
Iridescent.
Brightness grows,
Incandescent.
A blue vastness opens,
Cloud canyons beckon.
Windsong,
Courses in the blood.
A melody of freedom.
Below,
A ball of dust,
Rolls on.


:)T.

[LadyLaurestina]

OK...Ok that's it.... Throgrimm?? Have you opened up my heart and read it tender pages...? .tis like nothing I have ever seen... I feel as if you have taken the paintings of my heart and put them to words... My goodness I kid you not.... you have made me cry for real!!!

Excellent work... I look around at all of you....and marvel at you fine poets that abound here.... WOW! You are all good... but yes Thorgrimm.... you words touch me.... I do hope you do not mind if I print them and paste them into my little journal * smiles*

[Thorgrimm Halfdane]

:)By all means 'Stina, be my guest :DIt will be my pleasure
"... and if one simple cheerful tale can bring but one wee smile ..."
(see my post on Jul 20 for the full quote)

...And here's another to go on with

DIAMOND.

Born when the world was young,
Asleep in her vast depths,
Fashioned by immense pressures,
Hardened by the magma fires,
Old when the dinosaurs roamed.
Sought, coveted, cherished,
Ripped into the daylight
by Man’s obsession,
Crafted into faceted brilliance
on the Jeweller’s wheel,
A flower of pure blue - white
blooms within the perfect stone.


:)T.

[Halethala]

*Wistful sigh* This is fast becoming one of my favorite threads . . exquisite poetry, Thorgrimm . . I love it . .