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RAMBLINGS: Bay Tree
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Wednesday, 7 January 2015. Is it a ball or is it a tree? 20 January 2015 at 12:48. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever. Once a dream tangled my sleep Pushing my angels aside. My bed grew cold with an icy wind That had silently crept inside. Listen to the wind - it will take you home .
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RAMBLINGS: March 2015
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Sunday, 22 March 2015. Sunrise at Palm Beach. Monday, 16 March 2015. Holiday at Marina Beach February 2015. The Beekeeper and his Sister. Marina with Centre Rocks in the distance. More of Marina Beach 2015. Den in "Mom's Pool". Tide coming in at Centre Rocks. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever.
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RAMBLINGS: December 2014
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Saturday, 27 December 2014. This has been a bad year for the loss of some well loved and good friends. Some were rogues, vagabonds and one was a thief, but all were special in their own way, and I am sorry that they have gone, for they all enriched my life in some way or other. Farewell and may you all rest in peace. You will never be forgotten. If you can't find any sunshine, try walking on rainbows. Monday, 15 December 2014.
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RAMBLINGS: The Pine Forest
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Thursday, 25 August 2011. How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever so slowly to the rhythm of the gentle rain. The wetness seems to bring out their vital colours, the bright cool green of the pine needles. The warm, rich brown of their tall graceful bodies. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I came here in the summer hot sun curling t...
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RAMBLINGS: September 2014
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Sunday, 28 September 2014. Shabby little hut - down by the sea. We arrived in a 33 degree heat @ 7.30pm at Sharm El Sheikh Airport. As we stepped off the plane the heat hit us. It was like stepping into an oven. On arriving at Dahab, the taxi took us along the beach front, driving on the beach sand to the Beach Retreat where we were welcomed by the houseman who showed us around. View of the ocean. In the early hours of the morning...
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RAMBLINGS: Midmar
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Thursday, 21 June 2012. Listen to the wind - it will take you home . 23 June 2012 at 16:23. It depends where it is coming from. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever. Once a dream tangled my sleep Pushing my angels aside. My bed grew cold with an icy wind That had silently crept inside.
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RAMBLINGS: Little Book
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Thursday, 29 January 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever. Once a dream tangled my sleep Pushing my angels aside. My bed grew cold with an icy wind That had silently crept inside. Listen to the wind - it will take you home . Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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RAMBLINGS: ONCE
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Tuesday, 21 February 2012. Once a dream tangled my sleep. Pushing my angels aside. My bed grew cold with an icy wind. That had silently crept inside. I dreamed of a sea that had turned to ice. And captured everything inside. The fish were suspended in seaweed so still. The waves that were cresting,. Now simply resting,. While waiting to reach the shore. From inside my dream, I heard a scream. Perhaps a mermaid was trapped inside.
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RAMBLINGS: Walking on Rainbows
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Poems – the voice of our soul in times of sadness. Carol Gey van Pitttius. Saturday, 27 December 2014. If you can't find any sunshine, try walking on rainbows. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever. Once a dream tangled my sleep Pushing my angels aside. My bed grew cold with an icy wind That had silently crept inside. Listen to the wind - it will take you home .