Spring Cleaning Memories

A Spring clean in the Sandnsurf household is an unusual phenomenon at the best of times. The most recent such event was made all the more remarkable by the fact that i) it occurred in summer and ii) that it was actually useful. I stumbled upon a beautiful poem written by my good friend William Fiennes from 1991.

A wonderful reminiscence - that I just had to share...

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Posted 4 months ago

Emotional Distraction

Environmentally moulded

static and conformist

humbly obeying

pre-destined form

Secretly dreaming

silently waiting

silently waiting 

Waiting for release


                 

When carving – there is no time.

No clock, no curfew and no deadlines.

No demands, no oppression and no expectation

Just the warmth of the wood

and the gentle giggles of the babbling brook

as the wisps of cotton tickle the wind in jest

 

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Posted 5 months ago