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MANY of these photos are courtesy of my SoulMate, my Beloved Eternal, Robin Taylor.

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Friday, May 27, 2016

fantasies: the Ancient Priory: Dudley, West Midlands, England



musings: the Ancient Priory: Dudley, West Midlands, England

( always: Be prepared to capture huge round reverberating HeartVibes...)

reedy-piped Music swirls, swells, 
                                                      crescendos,
aWake!

Hills bounce, roll, tussle, shoot emerald echoes over ancient arbors;
once shreds, alabaster ebony birds re-animate,
float down to repose
upon
delicately chiseled stone deities
(hear their Music?)
**********************************************
Intermezzo:

Divine this Circle:
jeweled nocturnal Mountain Sky,
where
orange Lights spray tangerine mists;
melt apricots, peaches,
 tangy Southern mangoes;
spread
honeyed nectar Songs, unabashed,
while
Her enchanted Seas' secrets caress us in whispers ....
 oooh.... these Clouds' tender touches:
(where? oh when? have we moved to now?)
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Her drowsy painted tapestries,
dusk's wild horizons, brush-woven bounty
hidden maidens' apparitions
awake
beneath roseate garden canopies
tucked inside Night's turban - 
but
Once here strode monks, dreaming of lilacs glow', alight upon feather pillows:

(the sweet ones' Gifts, to make you live;
the sweet ones Gift,  to make you  live.)

Here strode monks; 
see their outlines midst Her shadows
Over here inside her valleys
their long be-robed legs stretched to wake upon the Evening Air
drifting in the cool damp grass
away, 
beyond the priory, to the cloistered orphaned dove-calls,

O, ye distant cluttered Souls,
where have you gone? 
oh! I see you two
I embraced Round Faeries' venerable dust 
                                       
                                     (sshhhh...)
"You float in a new Heaven;
 hear friendship's sweetest whispers?
each Moment,
 widen your eyes.
a little bit more
be not afraid


***Poems in Garlands***
 for my TruestAngel, my SoulMate, my sweet LK, Robin:
 see the grounds where we were wed?

© CherylFaith Taylor 2013 - May 2016
                   

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