This is my world. Inside another.
A favourite place.
This was my third time.
For her, a first.
Earth. I'm quite fond.
Of lava, carved away,
amber and bronze.
She prods a rock with her stick.
Outside is sun. It is hot. Blue.
Down here is a constant. Warm.
Hollow and echo.
'How deep are we Mummy?'
I want to bottle IT,
whatever IT is.
Unbroken. Endless. Now.
She wonders, in awe of drops, of holes.
You hear drums and silence.
Rhythm under sole.
Resonance in soul.
She bends beneath scarred tunnel.
This is winter.
Underground. In the basement.
What I love. Where I should be.
'Mummy, I'm bored, can we go back up now?'
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Ooh that's an interesting start to this #oneweek! Just sorting mine out now - have got a cracking photo and am very excited to share it! I love that 'Rhythm under sole.
ReplyDeleteResonance in soul bit particularly. Beautiful words, really descriptive xx
Thank you very much my dear! And your photo was great.... glad you liked my words X
DeleteGorgeous read, as always. Love the photos. x
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! I rather like these photos too. X
Deletegorgeous pics xx
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DeleteThanks for the Tweet about this - I'm not really blogging anymore, but I always read everything that comes through from you. Looking forward to this week. Best wishes, Polly
ReplyDeleteNo problem.... sorry to hear you aren't really blogging anymore - are you still writing though? I loved reading your posts :o(. Best wishes to you too Polly :o) X.
DeleteLovely pics, lovely words xx
ReplyDeleteThank you very much X
DeleteThat's beautiful, I love the colours and looks very calming too. Little Miss made me chuckle though! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much - it was very calming... and trust Little Miss to get bored when I was in the moment :o).
DeleteThat makes me giggle - so profound and engaging and then the little ones can suddenly turn on a tuppenny bit from fascinated to bored! Lovely start to the week. X
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! Children can be so irreverent, makes me smile :o). X
DeleteLove this, I particularly like 'Rhythm under sole, resonance in soul.' And, I love the counterpoint of your daughters actions and words x
ReplyDeleteThank you very much.... I don't know how that line came about; it just happened. Trust my daughter to bring reality to the moment. X
DeleteThe photos are as beautiful as your words and that is saying something! Isn't it funny how the deepest of moments are penetrated by the demands of a 3 year old. They are so immediate in their needs and wants. They keep us IN THE NOW, but also sometimes take away our now for theirs.
ReplyDeleteThe joys (and pains) of motherhood.
Liska xxx
Thank you very much, very kind of you. You just have to laugh don't you? How irreverent children can be, especially preschoolers... funny little critters; they keep us in the now... now... NOW. X
DeleteIt's always interesting to take your child to one of your special places and hear their honest appraisal of what they think of it! Lovely poetic writing. x
ReplyDeleteThank you lovely!!!! What we think of as interesting and profound, they slice with the word 'boring'.... you have to laugh :o). X
DeleteBeautiful photos and words, exploring a magical underground kingdom.
ReplyDeleteThank you.... it was magical, but Little Miss got bored. Ha!
DeleteI love it love it - sorry about going AWOL but still getting over the move and catching up with life :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you lovely! Don't worry - you've been a very busy lady indeed; I moved last year, and it takes a bit of time for things to settle down. :o)
DeleteLove it, love it, love it!
ReplyDeleteThank you! Thank you! Thank you!
DeleteLovely lovely words and photographs. Going places with new, young, eyes makes it all the more magical.
ReplyDeleteSorry I missed it this time round honey. xx
Thank you very much, and don't worry about missing it this time around; there wasn't a huge amount to write about this winter! X
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