MOUNTAIN WINDS

HELLO I AM HERE, YES HERE,

I AM A TINY , MINISCULE SPECK OF LIGHT,

THAT HAS TRAVELLED THROUGH TIME AND SPACE

TO ARRIVE AND NESTLE IN YOUR HEART,

ONLY TO BE IGNITED BY A THIRTY FIVE YEAR OLD SPARK                          

THAT WAS LAYING DORMANT AND CWTCHED IN OUR SOULS

THE CARESSING BREEZE FANS THE SPARK

AND A SMALL WHITE WHISPER OF SMOKE RISES

TO A FLARED NOSTRIL,

THE VISION FANNING THE FLAME, A FLAME OF HOPE,

LOVE AND BIRTH ANEW, LIKE SNAKES

WE SHED OLD WRINKLED SKINS AND GROW

NEW FRESH ONES TO WARM OUR BLOOD

MOUNTAIN WINDS COLLECT UNDER

THE WINGS OF RED KITES RISING THEM UPWARDS

TO LOFTIER HEIGHTS TO HAVE THE EYE'S OF THE LORD 

TO SEE THROUGH, AND THE SAME WINDS LIFT OUR HEARTS

IN THE SAME WAY LEAVING THEM BOUYED

AND FLOATING ON THE ETHEREAL THERMS

WHEN ALL DIES DOWN AND IS PEACEFUL

WE WILL TOGETHER COLLECT THE DUST OF THIRTY FIVE YEARS

IN GLASS VESSELS LIKE GOLD AND SPRINKLE IT OVER OUR FUTURE

TIM WILLIAMS
Tim Williams was born and brought up in the coal mining valleys of south Wales and did various jobs over the years mainly in the antiques trade. Has been a singer songwriter for 35 years, 3 years ago tried his hand at poetry as opposed to song lyrics; having a little success started performing his poetry at festivals and gig's around Wales. He has had a few poems published in books and on websites both here in UK, won an award in Milan Italy in 2014 and has had a few published in USA on websites there. He has his first book of poems due out this spring entitled " Are you reading that poetry book your sitting on ". He has a Facebook site Tim Williams Welsh Poet and features on Cosmofunnel an American poetry and writing site.

The hour glass

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By Deena Tunstall 

Intoxicate me.

Pour down and stream through tightly.

Awkward exchanges, sly glances.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Muted emotion.

Crossing in every direction.
Tick tick.

Extraction of the pros,
revelling in the cons.

Packed so tight.
Bursting at the seams, ready to unravel.
Piece by piece,
just fall into place

or another’s embrace.

Yet this puzzle is still humoured.

Unto turned on it’s head and it starts again.

Deena Tunstall is a 23-year-old writer with an old soul, originally from the northwest of England but living in Nottingham. Besotted with the idea of interaction between individuals and how one presents themselves to the world. Trying to better her self emotionally and mentally and hoping to help others as well with written monologues, ramblings etc.

Visit her blog, Deenascribbles, and follow her on Twitter @DeenaScribbles.

Where has the year gone?

Time seemed to pass so quickly, I feel like I lay down in January to take a nap and woke up in December. It’s not that I haven’t been aware of the passing of time, it’s just that it’s gone by so fast.

2011 was a good year for me; one filled with ups and downs. I began writing a weekly blog in January and have faithfully posted every week. I started writing a transformational daybook and just finished my last page yesterday. I finished a class on Freelance Writing and began a new one on Shaping and Writing a Novel. The part of my life that’s involved in writing has been full. I’ve noticed that when I’m not writing, I’m reading about writing and/or studying about how-to-write. I do not have an educational background to support my passion for the written word, so I have to apply myself and learn as I go.

My personal life has taken a few twists and turns, but I’ve survived them all. In fact, I have more than survived, I’ve grown in my understanding of who I am and what I want. I watched my mother turn 90, which was amazing, and at the same time suffered the rejection and harsh judgment of my family over a decision I made. I’ve felt the pain of losing my home to foreclosure, went through my husband’s seven weeks of unemployment with no income during that time, and found out my 16 year old cat has kidney disease and a growth in her abdomen. That’s been the rougher spots in my year.

On the up side, I regained my prior level of high physical energy that I’d lost after having open-heart surgery last year, got to spend Christmas day serving the homeless at our local rescue mission, made new heart friends, found a lovely home to rent and move into, found out what it feels like to have someone take up for me, learned the meaning of unconditional love from my husband, and have seen more of my loving, amazing soul.

I am walking into 2012 with joy and high spirits.  I can’t wait to see what the year will bring in my personal life, in my circle of friends and family, in my hometown and state, and In the world at large. I’m anticipating a lot of change and continued growth. Happy New Year to all!

Brenda Marroy