Due to a string of worrying world events and also the "in memoriam" prompt from
Poets and Storytellers United, gone, hopefully not for long, is my belief in enchanted endings. Although I sometimes say farewell to illusions, I cannot say goodbye to
the fairies my daughter drew (above) when she was small. And I confess it was not easy leaving Bella (below), the sweet dog I met on my recent walk. Doesn't she look like a shaggy sidekick character in a fairytale? And isn't existence, from certain angles, as implausible as a fairytale full of unique characters that play a role in your life's story. Unlike most fairytales, real situations don't always end well and our battles go on and on. But maybe it seems that way because we haven't yet arrived at "the true" ending.
Enchanted poem from you and wonderful series of photos ~ along with the 'realities of life ~
ReplyDeletethe doggie is fascinating ~ such a sweetie ~ hugs,
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
A beautiful poem. Kind of sad that, as we grow older, the fairy tales slowly fall away and the realities and challenges of life replace them.
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ReplyDeleteI love the puppy that you found. So happy!!
...you have collected this amazing images and yes, hold on to the light!
ReplyDeleteThat pattern in the water is stuning - and what a glorious sunset #Skywatch
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ReplyDeleteTrue...the happily-ever-after myth is the first thing that falls away as we leave childhood. Lovely pictures too!
ReplyDeletei can experience your heart in this poem. Well done.
ReplyDeleteOh my God! Yes, Bella is the ultimate Shaggy Dog. Those pictures made me smile. I guess I no longer believe in enchanted endings either but we can still have these enchanted moments.
ReplyDeleteI suppose it's all in the way one defines enchantment or even endings for that matter. But Bella does look like she may know a thing or two about enchantment!
ReplyDeleteStay magical. Yes, I love the Faries your daughter drew.
ReplyDeleteLovely poignant post and poem! Maybe existence *is* a fairytale, where we create our own reality. That one I've been pondering lately. It seems all of life is a story of beginnings and endings; as you say - "full of unique characters that play a role in our life story." I remember having to give up a few "fairytales" myself as new perspectives gave way to new stories, which doesn't mean I gave up on my imagination :)
ReplyDeleteThere is a wonderful rhythm in your poem, almost reading as a magical spell. Love the dog too.
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Is the shoreline just below the shaggy dog Junea by any chance? If not, Alaska shore some place? It is a nice photo shot.
ReplyDeleteI liked your prose pieces; the white dog needs a hair cut and an adoption. Mrs. Jim and our younger daughter were walking one day and a small pup crawled under the fence to visit with them. Mrs. carried the pup around the corner to the owner's front door. The lady there, along with her thank you asked if they wanted to adopt her. She was the last of the litter, smaller than the others. We then and there had our second dog after our marriage.
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Hi Jim, I love your puppy adoption story. The photo beneath the dog image is of the snowy B.C. Coastal Mountaintops as seen from the Crescent Beach shores. I have been to Juneau in the past and, now that I think of it, the scene definitely shares some of that vibe. :)
DeleteYes, dandelions do hold on to the light! I agree, fairies are too much fun to be let go after they've been recognized as illusions...they can still be lovely metaphors in fiction.
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A magic poem Love the wonderful fairy you daughter drew. I love fairies and have several books filled with them. My daughter loves them too. Love fairytales (and there happy endings) as well and I can't wait to read them one day to my grandchild. Don't believe much in happy endings for humanity though. They don't seem to learn from mistakes
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your post, your poem and your beautiful photos.
ReplyDeleteWhat an enchanted poem! And your images, Maria, show us the enchanting scenes in the real world. I share your imagination about Bella. Whatever my ending is, I’m thankful that I’ve had various many enchanting moments in my life so far. Nothing remains the same. The worrying events come to end, turning destruction to restoration or new creation. But when? This is tantalizing.
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Bella's lovely. So are your daughter's fairies. So is the poem. And the scenes in your photos are enchanting.
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ReplyDeleteI loved your poem and your daughter's fairy drawing. Bella is a beautiful dog. Great capture of the Bald Eagle, looks like a juvenile. Gorgeous views, sunset and landscapes. I still have hope that the worrying events come to an end. Hold onto the light! Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Take care, have a great weekend. PS, thank you for leaving me a comment.
Photos of the sky are really dramatic! And I love the drawing and dog you've shared.
ReplyDeleteSeeing history repeat itself can be discouraging. Our place in time is built on challenges met both by ourselves and those who came before. As new challenges bubble up a new generations tackle them. The dandelion shows hope. Its flower brightens its surroundings, its seeds are carried in the wind so the resilient flowers can bloom again. Thanks for the beautiful thoughts and images.
ReplyDelete"True squabble-spells rarely vanish" - such a powerful line!
ReplyDeleteLove the poem and the doggy. Great photos!
ReplyDeleteCan't take my eyes off that dog. Fairytales was the only literature we got as children. Those characters still show up in my poems. I love the word enchanting. It's like I just heard it for the first time.
ReplyDeleteWhat magic, the ripples of water - love the poodle also. I think I would have been better prepared for life if the books of Brother's Grimm had been part of my reading experience as a young one. Do love the poem.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is filled with the kind of magic we no longer feel. Love that dog's face!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.. so much fades with growing up.
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