Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Grace Notes-

love letters
 Just when I grow used to clouds,
the sun is shining bright again.
The scent of jasmine is being

carried on a warm summer breeze,
It is enticingly intoxicating.
I take one deep breath after another.
I am filled with exuberant joy.

My thoughts echo about
the chambers of my mind
When that still small voice inside
calls to me to pause and listen.

Barely can my mind distinguish
through the cacophony of voices 
clamoring to be heard that 
encompasses me and saying nothing.

Through the looking glass of my mind,
I long to listen to the silence. 
But it is beyond my own silence 
where I find the simplest of answers.

In the deeper quiet of wordless expression
thoughts fall away like a constant 
shower of scintillating crystal stars.  


A moment of brightness gleams
in the light of recognition, 












google image
My thoughts suddenly
come tumbling out
like grace notes,  
written long ago
to the stranger who was myself.

My memory is sweetly inspired,
but sweetest yet is 
the still small voice within. 
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 last photo from Beauty photography Abrah.Anoush

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30 comments:

  1. beautiful joanny...grace notes to myself...listen to that stil small voice...thanks for linking up to oneshot as well!

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  2. Joanny dear you're just a hopeless romantic, and what i like about your poems is how the lace up into a story and i can connect the lines together to the end. Your images are exquisite loved them and love the poem. x

    Wild Rose~

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  3. I Agree with Wild Rose Joanny! your words and images are amazing1 you take your reader to where you have been in a lkovely journey of emotions..they touch me! i am Enjoying your writing so much really loved that one!

    so beautiful..:)

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  4. Really Beautiful such a pleasure to read.

    Yvonne.

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  5. The lines in this poem seem like their own little series of grace notes to me, Joanny. Quite beautiful, and uplifting. :)

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  6. well done,
    Glad for your mood shift.

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  7. tuning in is a pleasure, you describe it so well!

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  8. it is beyond my own silence
    where I find the simplest of answers.

    Ah, to step into the silence and listen. You make it sound so easy and beautiful. Another wonderful poem Joanny.

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  9. "My thoughts suddenly
    come tumbling out
    like grace notes,
    written long ago
    to the stranger who was myself."

    You express self-discovery & journey through your lines. Always enjoyable and well-expressed.

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  10. When I read your posts, it's like time stands still for a moment :) Did you get a new header? I really love the look!

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  11. I love the combination of words and photos.
    And the stillness at the centre of many words.
    Captivating.

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  12. grace notes to the stranger who was myself - this is beautiful...

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  13. thoughts that never end and never take break... nice work...

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  14. This is lovely...so meditative..thank goodness for our moments of quiet!

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  15. A melody composed with words.
    "My thoughts suddenly
    come tumbling out
    like grace notes,"
    I also really like the still small voice motiff that keeps croppng up

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  16. But sweetest yet is the still small voice within....I just love this line..you have the most awesome blog and have put out a most exceptionally brilliant poem today...thanks so much for sharing ~ Amanda

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  17. How nice it must be if time could once again provide the joy of love letters. Please have a great Thursday. Surely a moving entry of yours.

    daily athens

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  18. A beautiful poem on how the mind can seek answers from itself, through the silences and depths...
    Those small voices have a lot to say - sometimes wise, sometimes dark - but always something useful!
    And you've brought out the importance of those voices, and how to get thru' to them...
    I thought this was a brilliant poem, with some fantastic imagery!! Kudos...

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  19. This is lovely. I especially like "sweetest yet is the still small voice within." Perhaps that is the voice we should listen to most closely.

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  20. Thank you for this. And the poem that follows it. I also love the silence which is deeper than words, and our deepest selves. - Bill

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  21. There's a delicateness to this poem that belies all the outside noise that clutters our inner voice. I really enjoyed.

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  22. your work is exquisite. i would be honoured if you'd link up with imperfect prose today, writer-friend. xo

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  23. What a beautifully creative work of art..
    Thanks for visiting....Galen

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  24. Beautiful Piece. The notes are truly graceful. Pleasant read. Miss you a lot pretty one. Take care of you.

    Cheers!

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  25. A write of lovely, self-expression. Very nice!

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  26. hi, been away for a week and am busy catching up on all the wonderful poems posted to One Shot....absolutely beautiful..the words and images painted flowed so well..cheers Pete

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  27. I came looking for a brown there, but this was beautiful, too! :)

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  28. I love this and especially the idea of thoughts tumbling out:

    like grace notes,
    written long ago
    to the stranger who was myself.


    Beautiful!

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  29. this was lovely.
    "My memory is sweetly inspired,
    but sweetest yet is
    the still small voice within."

    the perfect ending.

    warm smiles,

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