You capture feelings perfectly Julie. The verses are beautiful ,especially at this bitter/sweet time of the year where we are already at Midsummer, and boy, have have we had to wait a long time for some restorative sunshine! I think the description of ‘Void’ must have happened to everybody. It used to be described as “not being/feeling with it”, and it is a strange, lonely place but thankfully, mostly fleeting. Also we’ve all had the 3/4 o’clock wake up call, when your brain won’t stop still and is full of night nadgers...my remedy has always been to empty my brain by writing everything down, letting the notepaper take the strain instead. It works for me as I always go back to sleep.
I love your poems. The symbolic intensity of Christina Rossetti and the metricality (probably not actually a word…) of Robert Frost. Keep feeling, keep sharing.
Thank you for your beautiful poems. It iwinter here in Australia and as l walked home from a gig last night, along the main st of my small country town, the encompassing and expanding foggy mist was definitely masking the shadows of fairies up to their nightly mischief 🧚♀️🧚♀️🧚🏾😊
You capture feelings perfectly Julie. The verses are beautiful ,especially at this bitter/sweet time of the year where we are already at Midsummer, and boy, have have we had to wait a long time for some restorative sunshine! I think the description of ‘Void’ must have happened to everybody. It used to be described as “not being/feeling with it”, and it is a strange, lonely place but thankfully, mostly fleeting. Also we’ve all had the 3/4 o’clock wake up call, when your brain won’t stop still and is full of night nadgers...my remedy has always been to empty my brain by writing everything down, letting the notepaper take the strain instead. It works for me as I always go back to sleep.
Thank you. I’m such an insomniac. Awake now listening to the wind.
Yes, summer has finally arrived hey? It makes such a difference to the spirit though. Lifts mood so much.
I love your poems. The symbolic intensity of Christina Rossetti and the metricality (probably not actually a word…) of Robert Frost. Keep feeling, keep sharing.
Thank you :)
Julie, I loved reading your poetry. Such beautiful words!
Aww thank you, I appreciate that.
I can definitely relate to the 3 am waking and overthinking. Bloody annoying though! Love the poems as usual... keep doing what you do 💕
Thank you lovely. Yes that was the poem I was happiest with actually if that’s the right word😂
Love to you xx
Love those poems, Julie. And yes, Midsummer (although we haven’t had many summery days)! Have a lovely weekend 💙🙏💫🦋
Thank you. Yes it was blue skies yesterday here but I agree, sadly we haven’t
One can but hope 🙏
Lovely. Sadly it’s raining here this evening so not able to enjoy the glory.
Oh that’s a shame. Bloody British weather!
Sending love anyway xx
Thank you for your beautiful poems. It iwinter here in Australia and as l walked home from a gig last night, along the main st of my small country town, the encompassing and expanding foggy mist was definitely masking the shadows of fairies up to their nightly mischief 🧚♀️🧚♀️🧚🏾😊
Thank you:)Yes it’s strange to imagine the opposite season in the southern hemisphere. Enjoy the magic!
Magic it is 😊
Great poems Julie. As a professional overthinker, I particularly enjoyed Searchlight 😊
Cheers.
Yeah that overthinking is a real bitch 😂
Loved all the poems Julie, though my favourite was Midsummer ❤️. Can completely relate to Searchlight, have been there so many times x
I appreciate you leaving a comment.
Yes, Midsummer is a lovely time of year isn’t it? I enjoy the long evenings.
Searchlight is my head most nights, sadly😂
Lovely 🌹 poems Julie 🦋🐦🕊️ thanks.
Thank you. Glad you appreciated:)
Thank you Julie.
I needed this today 💚🤗
Oh good. That makes me smile :)