Homeward Bound

(one from the archives)

Poppies lean towards a stream

where silver ripples gleam in sun.

A cool wind shakes their flimsy skirts

into the waters one by one.

Red sail boats launched into the deep

"We do not sleep, we do not sleep",

I hear the sound of poignant notes

as little boats are homeward bound.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

"In Flanders field where poppies grow" came to my mind. Flowers falling into the stream just as soldiers fell in the field. Unfortunately, they would not make it home alive. I can picture the flowers floating....a serene scene actually. Lovely. Lydi**

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Lydi**, thank you so much for your review. Your visited is much appreciated and welcome. Have a lovely day.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

as usual, your visuals get us there....your paintings are high definition...

makes me "wish i was, Homeward Bound, Home where my thoughts escaping, home where my music's playing, home, where my love lies waiting silently for me."

j.

[Chris Shaw]

Hey Jacob. Simon and Garfunkel, I:ve just been listening to one of their Cd's. Never tire of them. Thank you for your visit.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A whimsical and quintessentially English scene as the river/stream is observed as it interacts with nature Chris. Pooh sticks at the ready!

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks John. Appreciate your response.

Chris

[Aurora]

Chris you do this so beautifully. I envision you as a fairy with a wand when it comes to conjuring such vivid imagery with such effortless ease.

[Chris Shaw]

Now you've got me laughing. A fairy with a wand:) I don't think anyone has envisioned me that way before. I like the idea of a wand though, especially if I can make wishes come true. Many thanks Aurora.

Chris