When Storms are Gone
( for Scatt )

warm wish of evening,
i blow out this candle
and think of you.
where you are
evening is
a soft entering,
the infolded
warm wish of fire.
night birds flying,
winging above you,
above you dreaming,
above you calling
softly to yourself,
whispering to the woods
calling gently
down the path
that you are home.

 

 

 

 



Chicken Coop ~ Summer 1963 ~ Little River Farm, South Dartmouth, MA

 

 

 

 

CAROLINE COLLINS
1936-2006

Ms. Caroline Collins, a Matunuck, R.I., resident, died of obstructive pulmonary disease Nov. 1 at Rhode Island Hospital. She was 70. In addition to her husband, Mark Halliday, and daughter, Jessamyn LeClair of Wakefield, R.I., Ms. Collins leaves a granddaughter; a grandson; and two sisters, Eliza of Providence and Georgianna of Cambridge

 

 

 

 

Scarecrow

A black crow caws on a broken bough
Leaves swirling round 'n down onto the sodden ground
And the face smiles from the picture
My long lost friend from years ago

I feel hot tears running down my cheeks
I kiss your lips and then close my eyes
And the teardrops stain the glass frame
I yearn for some familiar sound

And the crow flaps off wildly
The light's fading out
Not a soul around me
Want to scream and shout

But your eyes gaze right into me
And sooth my broken heart
I feel your arms around me
Yeah, youčre waiting in the dark
I need to remember
I need to recall
Together in the darkness
Till dreams fade away, under the sun

A life's as frail as an autumn leaf
It can leave when you're unaware
But memory's our saviour
Scares the crows off in the wind

Memory's my saviour
Can't be brushed aside
Dreams are forever
I won't be denied

lyrics by George Mattingley
LAUDABLE SEPIA DOMINICAL
alternative blues rock band

 

 

CAROLINE

You were the soft whispering, gently calling me home
to warm wishes of love and being loved.

Scattergood-Moore

 

heart and arrow

 

updated 08-27-2011

 

 

 

 

 




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