The Burgh    1955 -    
“So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
“So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
Enandin
Enandin
3 days ago

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Look

Enandin
Enandin
4 days ago

I’m a twisted knobbly old tree
At least that’s what people are calling me
But I’ve stood through storms
And driving rain
Lightning strikes with limbs aflame
Witness of war or a lovers tryst
Bloody duels – oh how tender she kissed
Now here I stand as you see
Bowed but not broken
Nothing left to worry me
Wise but old
Twisted not cold
Knobbly I may be
But I am a proud old tree.

Another Old Man poem really.
#tree   #old   #age   #poetree   #apoetree  
Enandin
Enandin
6 days ago

The architect's house
Designed to impress
The walls and the stair
Built to undress
Beauty and flair
From an artistic eye
A photographer's dream
In a warm summer's sky
A cockled nest
On a dark winter's night
A lover's retreat
Bathed in soft light
Born of love, dreams and desire
Bring on old age
Come sit by the fire.

We built the 2016 RIBA Grand Designs house of the year, the poem references it. If you'd like to see the house go here: https://youtu.be/zB70cRBl5oY
#home   #house   #riba   #granddesigns  
Enandin
Enandin
6 days ago

Sturdy
Solid
Stone
Sheltered
Secure
Home

My house pictured in words.
#home   #house  
Enandin
Enandin
7 days ago

So quiet now  
            alone
Hearing echoes from  the
            vast unknown
Listening for you on
            the wind
An empty nest for an
            empty heart
A world split in two
            torn nae ripped apart
Separate from you I lay down
            and die
In torment I endure
            alone            and cry.

Loving my own company!
#alone  
Enandin
Enandin
7 days ago

Hunt

Down

A poem in two words
#hunting   #hunt   #hunted   #hunter   #2w   #twowords  
Enandin
Enandin
Feb 16

I climbed upon a star light
To better see the day
I climbed upon a moonbeam
To hear what you would say
I climbed up high
Beyond the sky
To see all things
Faith she brings
Yet never left the room
Nor cracked an eye
Nor ceded to the gloom
Nor wondered why
To know you
Is to show you
Down on bended knees
I stand inside a cloud
To better feel the breeze
I climbed upon a sun ray
Morning's breath to meet
I climbed above the mountains
To lay down at your feet
I climbed up high
Beyond the sky
Yet never left the street
Nor cracked an eye
Nor surrendered to the beat.

#love   #life   #loss   #hellopoetry107  
 
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