Anzac Day 2014

We pause to remember

Anzac Cove

and beyond

to the bloodied, muddied stages

of theatres of war

where lost links

of our family line

lie forever

with those who

will  never grow old

Lest we forget.

Calmer waters

The sky explodes

Shadows

In the chill 
of loneliness
I wrap myself
in the shadow
of his once being
warmed by the scent
that lingers
on the breath
of memory.

Monet

The eye of the cloud

The eye of the cloud

brushes the valley

with silken lashes

© Merlene Fawdry

twin souls

between the pages

twin souls bound by

shared passion for words