And if the view’s not to your taste …
Don’t blame the mirror.
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Image: Dock relic in large pond … Tylney Hall, Hook, Hampshire, England
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©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019
Aimwell CreativeWorks
And if the view’s not to your taste …
Don’t blame the mirror.
~*~
Image: Dock relic in large pond … Tylney Hall, Hook, Hampshire, England
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©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019
Aimwell CreativeWorks
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Fallow soil,
Hallowed ground.
Nothing grows here ~
Not yet.
The seed planted
Rests peacefully
Within a fertile
Bed covered by
Hope; fed with
Dreams.
Awaiting the
Moment
To rise; to greet
The sun.
Its day will
Come.
In the meantime,
Fallow.
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Sometimes there is absolutely nothing to be done to create forward momentum. In those times, rest.
Thanks for visiting,
Dorothy
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
Upon life’s billowing seas
My vessel is swept
Windward. I am
Storm-tossed
And swell-swallowed,
Brine-stung
And surge-whipped.
I steer my battered
But unbroken ship
Upon the crashing waves ~
Afloat I remain.
My vessel salt-stained
And wind-lashed,
Yet a survivor.
In calmer waters,
Renewed in purpose,
Resolved, am I, to press on.
The map is charted
And though off course blown
Yet will I arrive.
It is my destiny.
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The truth is, tall ship or small, we’re all just doing our best to get to the opposite shore.
Thanks for visiting …
Dorothy
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©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
There are no words,
What can I say
About that cold
November day?
*
Here one minute,
Then you’re gone.
I didn’t know how
I would carry on.
*
We’d chased the wind
We’d jumped the moon.
Our journey ended
Far too soon.
Bear, I lost you, Bear.
Bear, sweet Bear.
We didn’t get
To say goodbye,
And now all I can
Do is cry.
*
You changed my life;
You healed my heart;
Then our sweet world
Was torn apart.
You are no longer here, my Bear
And yet, I sense you’re everywhere.
Bear, I love you, Bear.
Bear, I miss you, Bear.
(Lyrics from the song “No Last Goodbye” by Dorothy E. Chiotti)
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Every once in a while someone comes into our lives and shakes us up in all the right ways. My horse, Shakespeare, affectionately known as “Bear,” was one of those someones. Over almost 12 years together he did indeed change my life and heal my heart. He was a great teacher, a great friend and a beautiful soul. He made me look at the broken parts of my life and piece them back together again. For that I will always be grateful.
This week marks a year since Bear died from torsion colic, and it’s time for closure. All the firsts are behind us. Time to scatter his ashes to the wind from whence he came and allow my life to move forward.
The words of the poem were written for the loss of this dear friend, however I’m aware of the universal nature of the sentiments expressed. “Here one minute, then you’re gone …” who hasn’t known the feeling of sudden and inexplicable loss.
I dedicate this to all who have lost a sweet loved one and didn’t have a chance to say goodbye.
Thanks for visiting …
Dorothy
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©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All rights Reserved 2018 … Aimwell CreativeWorks