Still waters run deep
Injured hearts still weep
Lakes full, tears run dry
Sleek swans glide by
© Windamere 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Windermere
04 Saturday Aug 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry
Worldly Winds
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Beautiful artwork and poetry. Thank you.
Thank you 🙂
Well put together pic and poem. I like it a lot.
Thank you – I couldn’t figure out how to post it via mobile whilst on holiday!! 🙂
Reblogged this on 20 Lines or Less and commented:
Inspired by a trip to the Lakes 🙂
Reblog from Worldly Winds
Great poem and I love the White Swans – we have black ones here in Australia and they are magnificent, too.
Black swans sound magnificent – I’ve never seen one 😦
The swans were very tame, you could feed them and touch them!
I will bring you a Black Swan via a photo on my blog – I know I have one somewhere although the quality might not be as good as yours. Our Black Swans are often tame and come for food, too 🙂
Ooh yes please! 🙂
Yes, I am definitely going to need to get there someday. So gorgeous, the way the clouds are trying to be land and the lake is trying to be the sky and the swans are trying to be clouds. Perfect.
I love the accompanying poem as well.
Thank you very much 🙂
EXCELLENT piece of share!\m/
-Rahul
Thank you very much indeed 🙂
Very good!!
Thank you very much! 🙂
Beautiful, simple, elegant, timeless.
Thank you so much 😀
Peaceful words & lovely picture…
Thank you very much – it is a very peaceful place 🙂