Sun gold drips through green tipped fingers.
Autumn whispers in falling leaves.
Creaking boughs a carpet weave.
Listen to the forest breathe.
Sophia says go out and play,
follow your imagination,
whatever you can imagine
is enough for the day.
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Motivate | Inspire | Uplift
~ I write -
Exploring how we can live our lives with purpose and joy.
Notes on Seeing, Reading & Writing, Living & Loving in The North
Go out to play, follow your imagination, and the day was filled with expectation
Aren't songs of grief lullabies to the lost?
Simple Vegetarian Cooking
Visual Media for God's Glory!
Life is a broadway musical and everyday is a song. These are mine manifested as poetry.
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
Sapno ki udaan
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Inspiring New Generation
Unorthodox Marketing & Strategy
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Masked Native 
Love this 😊💖
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Thank you Trini x
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The boughs have been creaking too today 🙂 as the wind picked up.. Love your poem and your image 🙂 Autumn is a wonderful Season… Each season has its own merits and I love each one when they arrive..
I am loving blackberry picking right now, we have a long hedge of them around the shed of our allotments.. And I picked lots more this morning to freeze.. 🙂
Wishing you a Blessed Week.. Love and Hugs .. Sue x
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Thank you for your blessing Sue, I wish you the same. Autumn is definitely on the way and I welcome the changing seasons too. Autumn’s colours always spectacular, what a wonderful world.
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It is.. each season holds its own Magic x
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Teri, This poem made my skin tingle–hushed, enchanting, sensuous, playful. Thank you very much. xxo
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To make your skin tingle with those few words, wow, I must be doing something right. Your comment is poetry. Thank you ST, my far-away heart friend.
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Teri, I am nominating you to take part in the 5 photo day challenge… You do not have to accept and you can post sporadically not on consecutive days..
But as you already do this so beautifully anyway when you post I thought to share your wonderful poems and photo’s with more of my community 🙂 I do not have a link as its not yet posted until tomorrow Monday..
Love to you.. Sue xxx ❤ But when it is I will be back with it..
Hugs Sue x
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https://suedreamwalker.wordpress.com/2015/08/31/healing-wood3/
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Hi Sue, Apologies for my late reply, thank you for nominating me and also for your lovely compliments. I have had a busy week, my time taken over with unexpected stuff, all ok, but no time for being anywhere near creative, perhaps next week I may be able to rise to the challenge.
Have a lovely weekend, all best to you xxx Teri
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Beautiful metaphors. I enjoyed this trip on an autumn day.
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Thank you for the feedback, I appreciate that you took the time to look at my blog. I look forward to sampling yours.
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Beautifully written Teri!
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Thank you Wendell, I appreciate you taking the time to comment, and also for looking at other posts on my blog, will catch up with yours too.
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