RiddleyThomas

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She/Her: I do it because I can. ✨Storyteller ✨Images/Poetry/Words/Art my own. * Ars Gratia Artis. * Living on Wurundjeri Land. Traditional owners of Naarm. Part of the Kulin Nation. (Manna Gum People). 📍Melbourne Australia.

I think of you in sunshine. The chaos of the wind. I remember you in laughter. In softly falling rain. You are the salty tears. You come to me in darkness. Take away my breath. I hear you in the stillness As you softly call my name. But mostly you are sorrow. The face of all my pain #vss365 #poem

I think of you in sunshine.
The chaos of the wind. 
I remember you in laughter.
In softly falling rain. 
You are the salty tears.
You come to me in darkness.
Take away my breath.
I hear you in the stillness
As you softly call my name. 
But mostly you are sorrow.
The face of all my pain.
#vss365 #poem

*Written for today’s word prompt of #chaos

*Black and white image blurred dark figure in a dreamlike scape.

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I think of you in sunshine. The chaos of the wind. I remember you in laughter. In softly falling rain. You are the salty tears. You come to me in darkness. Take away my breath. I hear you in the stillness As you softly call my name. But mostly you are sorrow. The face of all my pain #vss365 #poem

I think of you in sunshine.
The chaos of the wind. 
I remember you in laughter.
In softly falling rain. 
You are the salty tears.
You come to me in darkness.
Take away my breath.
I hear you in the stillness
As you softly call my name. 
But mostly you are sorrow.
The face of all my pain.
#vss365 #poem

*Written for today’s word prompt of #chaos

*Black and white image blurred dark figure in a dreamlike scape.

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Winter light tends to long distorted shapes seeking hollows. Dark empty spaces between what is left and what is gone. Leaving no desire to chase the wishes of tomorrow. Watching them stumble and fall against this relentless urge. They surrender then fade as they pass me along their way. #vss365

Winter light tends to
long distorted shapes seeking hollows

Dark empty spaces between what is left
and what is gone.

Leaving no desire to
chase the wishes of
tomorrow’s

Watching them stumble and fall against this relentless urge

They surrender then
fade as they pass me along their way.
#vss365 


*Written for today’s word prompt of #tend

My Black and white image of long country road shadows played across the surrounding trees ferns landscape and the road itself .

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Winter light tends to long distorted shapes seeking hollows. Dark empty spaces between what is left and what is gone. Leaving no desire to chase the wishes of tomorrow. Watching them stumble and fall against this relentless urge. They surrender then fade as they pass me along their way. #vss365

Winter light tends to
long distorted shapes seeking hollows

Dark empty spaces between what is left
and what is gone.

Leaving no desire to
chase the wishes of
tomorrow’s

Watching them stumble and fall against this relentless urge

They surrender then
fade as they pass me along their way.
#vss365 


*Written for today’s word prompt of #tend

My Black and white image of long country road shadows played across the surrounding trees ferns landscape and the road itself .

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*Update. I’ll preface it by saying I’ve turned comments off as Im overwhelming sad right now. The babies were assessed by Rescue Victoria and found to not be viable. They were euthanised late this afternoon. Im not coping with how much grief I feel for all of them. I can’t explain it.

What happens to the sadness cried. Does it rain. Only to lie gasping at one’s feet. Sobbing now watch As it lands writhing at your feet. What happens to the pain traversing silvered pathways. Then etched upon your heart. Beat silenced now stilled. Melancholy its foundation. Laid deep upon your face.

Bild

Unfortunate events last night. Put my dogs out to pee and they barked at something under my trees. When went and looked, I found a mother possum had died with her babies in her pouch they were distressed and crying. When we took her babies we found another baby had died with her. I’m still crying.

Maybe if I stand real still. Promise that I’d never cry. I’d feel your heartbeat Just once more before I died. Maybe if I promised to be good. To never sigh. If closed my eyes Wished when stars aligned. I’d arrive at a time. I heard your voice call out my name. Just like you did before. #vss365

Maybe if I stand real still.
Promise that I’d
never cry.
I’d feel your heartbeat
Just once more before 
I died.
Maybe if I promised to
be good.
To never sigh. 
If closed my eyes
Wished when stars aligned. 
I’d arrive at a time.
I heard your voice
call out my name.
Just like you did before.

*My words written for today’s #vss365 word prompt of #arrive 

Black and white image of blurred constellations and the stars above.

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Crack of dawn. Dairyfarm roadside milkshakes,hours from anywhere. Winding road windows down hair flying elbow resting atop car door laughing without a care. Sun baking getting closer hour to go sweat trickles legs sticking radio on dad whistling coasting closer salty air. Are we nearly there #vss365

Crack of dawn.
Dairy farm roadside milkshakes hours from anywhere.
Winding road windows down hair flying elbow resting atop car door laughing without a care.
Sun baking getting closer hour to go sweat trickles legs sticking radio on dad whistling coasting closer salty air.
Are we nearly there.

My image of the open ocean beach taken in winter with a beautiful soft grey sky and stunning wind swept rugged landscape.

* written for today’s #vss365 word prompt of #coast

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Red it glows that burning house. Embers flared then died Years days months Cooled charcoal Life’s carbon Winter stepped unto its ashes greyed. Silvered locks of life Glistened hair of snow Face cold bitter Reflected upon frozen ground. Bereft of life’s cadence. Grief. Roars then overflows.

Red it glows.
That burning house. 
Embers flare then die. 
Years seconds days
months.
Cooled charcoal.
Life’s carbon. 
Winter steps unto our 
ashes greyed.
Gnarled fingers reached
stiff brittled cold. 
Silvered locks of life. 
Glistened hair of snow. 
Face aged withered.  
Bitter features reflected  
upon her cold frozen ground.
Bereft, at what was
once life’s cadence.
My grief.
It roars then overflows.



* Piece for today’s #vss365 word prompt of #cadence

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Ascending up from below the deep. Darkness gives birth to swirling dreams. Borne across oceans of weeping souls. They journey upon silvered tear filled seas. Towards the bleakness of the grey,where you will hear their crying wails. As they revel with delight in the furling of their sails #vss365

Ascending up from  below the deep. 
Darkness gives
birth to swirling dreams.

Borne across oceans
of weeping souls.
They journey upon silvered tear filled seas.

Towards the bleakness of the grey,where you will hear their crying wails.
As they revel with delight in the furling of their sails.

*My words written for today’s #vss365 word prompt of #ascend

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Darkness borne of reaching hands. They come to ferry them home. Dreamtime moves then swirls guiding as they go. All while red land weeps. As her stolen children’s echos cry. Their pleas carried upon shifting winds across these vast lands. Lost souls unfound. Forever seeking their way home. #vss365

Please note this poem was written by me to pay honour to all the Lost and Stolen Aboriginal Indigenous children removed from their parents in what was one of the darkest periods of Australian history.
In affect their children were removed then placed with white families to supposedly “civilise” them and integrate them into white society.
This went on for many decades their children taken schooled or in reality white washing away their culture and colour. Making them in the opinions of the Australian Government and society human beings and better servants.
Generations of these children never found their way home and their parents were left to grieve their loss at a time when they were chained treated as though savages with less respect than the dogs people owned.

I wrote this piece about how I feel in my heart and the grief I feel for their loss.

*Darkness borne of 
reaching hands.
They come to
ferry them home. Dreamtime moves
then swirls guiding
as they go.
All while red land weeps
As her stolen children’s echos cry.
Their pleas carried upon shifting winds across
these vast lands.
Lost souls unfound.
Forever seeking their 
way home.


*My words written for today’s #vss365 word prompt of #shift

*Please note this Dreamtime image was painted by an Indigenous Australian Artists whom I could find no reference for to give credit for their piece. If anyone knows then please let me know as I wish to give them all due respect for such a glorious painting.

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I saw you come then watched you go One last breath as I touched you so Yet still you never thought to let me know How hard id struggle with the letting go. Empty spaces filled with time that slowed. Sunshine that always comes with rain Washing footsteps filled with pain *Full #poem in ALT #vss365

I saw you come
Then watched you go 
One last breath as
I touched you so 
Yet still you never thought to let me
know.
How hard id struggle
with the letting go.
Empty spaces filled
with time that slowed.
Sunshine that always comes with rain 
Washing footsteps
filled with pain.
Endless days with
colours drained 
Each moment tinged
the colour blue
Faded days faded hues
I journey roads bereft
of you.


*My words written for today’s #vss365 word prompt of #road 

Stock image of a blurred scrubby landscape which features dry dusty red dirt country road.

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