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Tom
Quigley’s Image and Word Showcase Painter,
sculptor and writer Born
1935 |
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Feast on Memory Sublime Dear Memory, To my mind’s eye, send a picture of
joy; magic for my heart once more. Lovely girl when you and I, one summer’s
evening long ago, stood on the bridge of happiness, we were promised to all
things bright. To gather in trust with the time of day we watched sunbeams
rest on the stony river bed, while young trout jumped to catch the evening
fly. And I much too shy to look you in the eye, and, too immature to wish to
know your soul. Moments given to peace in our embrace with rapture, when
young rabbits played on the headlands of the harvest field. While the call of
the corncrake, cuckoo, and restless water hen amongst the reeds along the
river bank filled the silence while the evening blue in the summer sky turned
to purple that clad the travelling moon to journey through the night. We left
our reflections with the ripples on the waters of love. Daughter of serenity,
we parted at your mother’s door. Girl, we met and parted well. Tom Quigley (January 2009). ©Tom Quigley 2009 |