Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, April 9, 2012

Gray Eyes


Gray Eyes

Bridal Lace Headpiece by WhichGoose
It was April when you came
The first time to me,
And my first look in your eyes
Was like my first look at the sea.
Spring Sparrow by TammieBowdenPhoto
We have been together
Four Aprils now
Watching for the green
On the swaying willow bough;
Yet whenever I turn
To your gray eyes over me,
It is as though I looked
For the first time at the sea.
~Sara Teasdale, 1930
Camargue Horse by EyePoetryPhotography  

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Shabby Winter Wedding


I'm so much in love with the shades of winter~ white of course, with mauve and gray and a generous helping of silvery blue.  What a lovely palette for a shabby winter wedding.



Featuring: 60's aqua silk dress jacket by modchicvintage,  antique spoon markers by Hammermann,  Marie Antoinette by RoyalCoutureShoes, Shabby flower earrings by Shadow, mason jar wall sconce by OldNewAgain,  Vintage Rhinestone Bracelet by RewElliot,  Little White Flower Cluster by PrettyPetalStudio, and Pale Paris Morning by EyePoetryPhotography.




'Twas here my summer paused
What ripeness after then
To other scene or other soul
My sentence had begun.

To winter to remove
With winter to abide
Go manacle your icicle
Against your Tropic Bride.

~Emily Dickinson



Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Pause ~ take a moment

Everywhere I go, I see people frantically rushing, standing in long lines, trying to finish their tasks before the Holiday. Is this what it's all about? Take a moment, take a breath....pause.

Pause 

Why not shop from the comfort of your home? There are so many lovely handmade and vintage items available on Etsy. Perhaps a bit too late for them to arrive by Christmas Day, but it beats braving the parking lot at the mall.  Stop that frantic rushing to and fro~ just Pause.


Great Streets of silence led away
To Neighborhoods of Pause --
Here was no Notice -- no Dissent
No Universe -- no laws --

By Clocks, 'twas Morning, and for Night
The Bells at Distance called --
But Epoch had no basis here
For Period exhaled.

~Emily Dickinson