Waters Of Life, From a seeker of knowledge

Just to bring my thread out of the woodwork

Although it's August, and such scenes are still a couple months away, I heard this while reading the Storms thread in General discussion. First new piece in a while

http://www.celticradio.net/php/forums/inde...?showtopic=4812

?Snowfall?

Dreams in the day
Whispers in the night
Innocence covers the land
A world new
ill will is forgotten
Aye now, I hear the branches speak
They speak a whispered welcome
And I stand here
Staring upward to the falling snow
thinking how blessed I am.
That I live
And I can stand in the cold 
of the falling snow

What a beautiful poem, Aaediwen! You captured all of our sentiments so perfectly.

Thank you for lighting up the world with your wonderful talent!

I see it as a gift to be able to share such things with the world as I do. And one that must be nurtured. It feels good to hear my work is appreciated. I thank thee, M'lady, for thy kind words, and may Brighid bless me with a clear mind once again

Aaediwen, it is excellent to read your work once more! It's so good to be back!!!

Just a musing from a couple of days ago....



traum

traum, ins dunkelheit

dunkelheit das welt verlören

kömmen, gehen... fogeln die nacht

fliegen dursch die zeit

sehen sie die nacht, ins wasser mystisch

Excellent work! Keep these pieces flowin'!

hey aadiwen, your work's not bad

although i get an awkward feeling out of reading it, it's not too bad

i love Celtic music...particularly Capercaile! they rock.

her's a sampel of my favorite musician, mr. hank williams III

:

poopstains

mama washed the leaves and mud out of my hair
mama washed the poopstains out o' my underwear
mama makes my bed all neat and clean
and after a little while her and daddy get mean

drinking and whorin'
they go and raise 'em some hell
i'm a drivin' in my truck
with a little tinkerbell
mama and papa got a little on the side
but i'm not complainin' 'cause they tanned by hide

mama ran naked through the brush and the briars
mama washed the poopstains out by the fire
mama took me seriously every single day
mama laughed out loud when papa told her he was gay

drinking and whorin'
they went and raised 'em a brood
they were a drivin' in a semi
with a bundle of hell
mama and papa got a little on the side
especially since papa is no longer a guy

Okay...

For the first time in my entire life on God's green earth, I'm completely, utterly speechless.

Thanks for the feedback. Always good to get feedback I feel I can trust. I am curious though, what kind of awkward feeling? Something about subject matter? or just not flow right?

I confess I haven't read all your works posted here yet, but from what I've seen today I must say that you have captured a moment in time quite beautifully in "snowfall". The images you evoked were as refreshing as the first heavy snowfalls that blanket creations canvas.

Many thanks You'll be intersted to know I was just working on adding a new element to this thread's title piece. Not working too well right now though.

O? May I ask why you wish to change it?

I'm not thinking to change the text itself. I'm just thinking to compose a score to go behind it (Perhaps with Haldur's help if I can ever find a chance)