Tuesday, September 17, 2019

AFTER APPLE PICKING - by Robert Frost








AFTER  APPLE  PICKING


by Robert Frost


My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples; I am drowsing off.
I cannot shake the shimmer from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass
I skimmed this morning from the water-trough,
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break.
But I was well
Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take.
Magnified apples appear and reappear,
Stem end and blossom end,
And every fleck of russet showing clear.
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
And I keep hearing from the cellar-bin
That rumbling sound
Of load on load of apples coming in.
For I have had too much
Of apple-picking; I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall,
For all
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised, or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider-apple heap
As of no worth.
One can see what will trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is.
Were he not gone,
The woodchuck could say whether it's like his
Long sleep, as I describe its coming on,
Or just some human sleep.













MY LOVE...EVERLASTING - by Jenny C Phillips





MY  LOVE...EVERLASTING   


by   Jenny C Phillips 


You were a dream...
A dream that filled my thoughts
and my loneliest nights.

You were the dream I held on to,
the dream my heart longed to one day have.

You were the dream that made me smile...
an escape from my reality,
a fantasy I longed to one day come true.

Once only my dream, my escape, my fantasy,
came true the day when I first saw you.

My dream that used to be
is now my reality.

A fantasy waiting for its happy ending
is now a fairytale come true.

Once my only escape...
is now the comfort that I live for.

Together we have been through the heartaches...
the pain of walking away or being left behind.

Every new road we had to take
because of the choices we had to make,
only paved the road
that brought us closer to one another.

Life may not be easy,
with all the burdens and drama
that life hands to us,
but when you find someone
to share your life with,
no drama is hard to handle...
no burden is hard to bare.

When you have someone...
the one that you've dreamed of...
then your life becomes the escape you both take
to get away from the reality that surrounds.

I know because...
I found the love...
my lifetime partner
my soul mate
in YOU !








JOHN CHARLES MAGGS 1819-1896 - painter





John Charles Maggs (1819–1896) was a painter best known for his coaching scenes.

He was born in Bath, England in 1819, his father being a furniture japanner there. He painted a series of famous coaching inns, and also a series of 80 metropolitan inns, in which he exploited the picturesque and historical aspect of his subject, to which his talent was best suited. Other subjects he painted include Newmarket Races, Robbing the Mails, The News of Waterloo, The Market Place at Bath. The period he illustrated spans about two centuries; from the days before Hogarth, to the end of the reign of William IV. His work enjoyed great popularity at a time when there was much interest in such vivid reconstruction of the 'romantic past'.

John Maggs' father, James, is recorded as an artist at Bath 1837–1841 and his uncle as a portrait painter 1846–1848. His daughter also assisted at his studio, known as the Bath Art Studio.

Maggs lived in Bath his whole life, and died there on 3 November 1896, aged 77. 



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Monday, September 16, 2019

AUTUMN - by Emily Bronte




AUTUMN


by  Emily Bronte



Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;

Lengthen night and shorten day!

Every leaf speaks bliss to me,

Fluttering from the autumn tree...












I MISS YOU - by Traci Crawford




I  MISS  YOU


by   Traci Crawford

Each morning I wake up
thinking of you
I remember you're not with me
and it makes me feel blue
I miss your smile
I miss your touch
Sometimes my heart aches
I miss you so much
I call you on the telephone
I write to you in a letter
You always tell me I'm not alone
You always make me feel better
I'm writing this to let you know
just how much I love you so
Even though we're miles apart
your right here beside me
inside my heart.








BE WITH YOU - by Marcella Myer



BE  WITH  YOU


by  Marcella Myer


Each day I spent without you makes me miss you so very much
Each night I dream about you
I long to feel your touch
If I could just see your face or kiss your gentle lips
If I could only hear your voice
All these little things I miss
So I just want you to know
There's nothing I wouldn't do
If I could just once again Be With You











A LOVE LIKE OURS - by Holly Tegeler Morgan





A LOVE  LIKE  OURS   


by  Holly Tegeler Morgan


A love like ours
so precious, so rare

Your love to me
is like the air

Needed to live
so much to give

Surrounds my soul
a once dark hole

That never I thought
would feel love again

I had given up hope
of ever trusting a man

To hold my heart
within their hand

Pleading them not to shatter
the dreams we once shared

Only to suddenly feel
like they never cared

I now know
there is a man

That can hold my heart
within his hand

And love all the pieces
left behind from before

And piece it back together
never have I loved more

This one man
is all I will ever need

Just me and my true love
from now ''til eternity