O Come, O Come Emmanuel
I slept and dreamed of
The stars sparkling and blooming
Darkness was singing
Silently fragrant
Lighting lonely empty hearts
Drawing them closer –
With Love.
Lovelace II
©2016
Weather beaten walls
And windows and floors of dirt.
Even there, flow’rs bloom.
Karina Lovelace
©2016
Drowsing in the mist
A fragrant scent stirs my soul
And wakes a desire.
Far and Far away
Sweet fragrance of memory
Softens my sorrow.
The mourning dove coos
Nestled among the lilies
At rest and at peace.
L
©2015
In the distant mist
Quiet lullabies reach out
Pulling memories.
Eyes close, tears hanging
On tips of lashes. Lifting
Face towards the sound –
Remembering.
Lovelace II
©2015
Quietly love
Gently love.
Quietly watch
Gently watch.
Quietly listen
Gently listen.
Just love.
Lovelace
©2015
I dreamed to create
But ignored to sink into
My heart’s toxic sludge –
Lovelace
©2015
“Hosanna, Our King!”
He arrives with palms and cheers,
Expectations soar.
Excitement abounds,
Our warrior King has come then
disappointment looms.
Betrayed and Denied
Mock court shouts “GUILTY!”
Bones stripped bare, nerves screaming
He pours out His life.
Cross drops into hole,
Everyone laughs at the moans
mingled with a thud.
Heaven is groaning,
Earth trembles and shakes apart.
The curtain is ripped.
Silent vigil is long.
Dewey fresh sunrise at last.
The tomb is empty.
L
Art • Nature • Exploration
Writing about normal life
Perspectives on Nature Photography
Reading my way through Time Magazine's 100 Greatest Novels since 1923 (plus Ulysses)
knitting, stitching and sewing
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Songs From My Soul
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Author Karina Lovelace
Flowers among the fields...
~If life gives you lemons and you make lemonade, be sure not to squirt yourself in the eye while you do it ~
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