can you hear the tales of sorrow sung by the howling wind hurtling through the trees toward cliffs where they rescind into the deafening silence locked in a broken heart can you feel the mournful wind from this world depart
I can hear them... So loud and clear that it hurts. I hope I can change a little bit of something, but I feel so powerless. Bless you for these words, God.
I've felt this way. It's always a relief to know the mournful wind will depart, and joy cometh in the morning. I think the Psalmist said, Weeping may remain for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. Joy to you again.
"I look ..at the world...see the world as its sleeping....while my guitar gently weeps...with every mistake....we must surely be learning...as my guitar gently weeps.."
Yes,I can hear it. And to be honest, sometimes it comforts me because it's so familiar and then I know I can grow stronger from it.Like any wound, we are left scars-sorrow simply leaves reminders of the things we cannot change. xoxo
Sorrow it it marvelous, I might say it is my favourite one so far. It feels so autentic. It reminds me of poe's prose, the sorrow you both express, and the perfect way of writting it. I wonder if you feet such pain when you wrote that poem? I think you are great
Oh! for sure I can hear these beautiful words, that now echo round my mind carried on that mournful wind. Eight lines only but completly covering this "tales of sorrow" - Thank You
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Dear one broken hearts are so very painful and sorrow finds its way there. Thank you so much for sharing blessings dear one!
Wow so much said and so beutifully in so few perfectly selected words. I love that wind that comes and goes through those places where it belongs.
What an amazing shot !! Peaceful and lovely !! Great..Unseen Rajasthan
Love it!
I love the flow to this one, and the words leave me cold and mournful....
Where do you get these lovely words from that paint a such an achingly mournful image? I sigh in delight.
I can....with your description, I faintly heard the wind as it took the sorrow with it!!!
Hello Shadow!!! Hope your Wednesday has been good for you so far.
I can hear the wind
but I'm not feeling it today.
Let's let it go, Shadow,
and do its work.
Yeah I can and have heard it....
But I don't like it!
The feeling Not your brilliant and beautiful poem...:P
eee...I got goosebumps reading it. It's awesome.
I hear them like ghosts in a seashell.
Aye i can hear them then I take a reed and hold it in the wind and the entire tone changes and the tune along with it.
yes honey , i can .
i hear that ... i listen this ...
i feel something else...
i read you .
thank you .
( oh ! great choice of image !!)
I can hear them... So loud and clear that it hurts. I hope I can change a little bit of something, but I feel so powerless. Bless you for these words, God.
This poem so calls to me right now in life...the sorrow for so much lost, the wonderment of what will be there tomorrow...Love you!
Gabi
try as we might to avoid them, even the most hardy of us must deal with these pains from time to time...
Gratitude List: I'm glad G-Man commented two times!
Shadow, you excel--the photo, the words, no wonder you have 346 followers. I'm glad to be part of the crowd.
How can you "poem-and-picture peeps" be so creative day after day? Admiration is all I have to give back to you, and my thanks.
"deafening silence locked
in a broken heart..." who of us has NOT been there? Beautiful!
Peace
there is a wind for every season of life, the wind of sorrow sometimes take us beyond all we thought possible...
very touching Shad
Thank you for this poetic reminder to continue to move forward in my journey!
Blessings, andrea
The winds soughing and swishing through our trees last night, and today I read this wonderful poem.
Beautiful words, showing superbly your thoughtful intellect.
so touching, when I am saddened, lonely, hurting, feeling sorrow, I hate the sound of the hollowing winds
Short and sweet, BEAUTIFUL
so glad I popped by this morning.. Ty.. Bless you
SMILES
Your words define my feelings today. How did you know? "This too shall pass". God bless you Shadow for sharing your amazing talent.
Wow. That took me right to places I have been before. It reminded me of cold winds through barren trees at a time of broken heart and keen despair.
But I'm not there anymore, glad of it, and thankful for the reminder of how good I have it now.
they moan like a mourning dirge. broken hearts are hard to miss. beautifully told, i feel it.
I've felt this way. It's always a relief to know the mournful wind will depart, and joy cometh in the morning. I think the Psalmist said, Weeping may remain for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. Joy to you again.
I'm feeling it today but doing my best to get out of sorrow and into gratitude.
I have heard many things in the wind.
I easily got your meaning. I have felt that too.
There are more things sung by the wind and locked in a broken heart that can ever be revealed.
"I look ..at the world...see the world as its sleeping....while my guitar gently weeps...with every mistake....we must surely be learning...as my guitar gently weeps.."
I feel this, you. I do.
BTW thanks for the link.
Your words are beautiful and you always choose the right pictures to accompany them.
Jasmine from Natures Whispers x
Wonderful poem! Mesmerizing picture!
hauntingly beautiful.
smiles,
Yes,I can hear it.
And to be honest,
sometimes it comforts
me because it's so
familiar and then I
know I can grow stronger
from it.Like any wound,
we are left scars-sorrow
simply leaves reminders
of the things we cannot change.
xoxo
Always such beautiful and haunting words, Shadow.
lovely...
sometimes, but sometimes I choose to be deaf and blind .... that picture is amazing!
Sometimes, I swear that I can.
Yeah.
*sigh*
Its like written in the books. All hearts must break !
Beautifully done! :)
Sorrow
it it marvelous, I might say it is my favourite one so far. It feels so autentic. It reminds me of poe's prose, the sorrow you both express, and the perfect way of writting it.
I wonder if you feet such pain when you wrote that poem?
I think you are great
Shadow-can a mournful wind really ever depart or just change itself slightly in it's passing? Where would it go? Makes me wonder. ~rick
Beautiful as always. take care. I wish I could write like you, but I will be happy just visiting.
Well written and sounds so great that beyond words.
Yes
I can feel the wind! Beautiful writing.
Yes. I can hear it and I know it and wait for it to take its leave from me...
This is so sad, yet I understand. thanks for sharing. mile 191
i can really relate to your sweet haunting poem..had read and like your poems..keep on writing..
thankx for your kind comments..im still trying to find the words..but not sure when is the right time..is there a right time at all?...
Oh wow...did I tell u u write just like the fantasy maestro J.R.R. Tolkein...simply superb!!!!
YES I CAN!
PG
If the wind and trees could talk I wonder if it would all be sorrowful. I like to think not.
I'm blown away!
I have a blog award for you!
My word, it looks so peaceful in that woulds, you could have slept there for hours!
John DeFlumeri Jr
Oh! for sure I can hear these beautiful words, that now echo round my mind carried on that mournful wind. Eight lines only but completly covering this "tales of sorrow" - Thank You
I hear it, feel it...this is amazing!! whew!
Beautiful the way it all flows. I think the wind howls every emotion known to man. :)
Solitude with nature and the wind.
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