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I Am Longing For!

sunshine on a rainy day,
its warmth to soften cold and grey,
a rose at rainbow’s rooted end,
the song of peace to ring and send
hope across the tortured land,
the soul of songbird in my hand.

a place of shelter from the storm
from weather-gods or streets forlorn
to hug the hearth, the rocking chair
with those I love, with whom I share
my heart, my mind, till life shall end
when song and rose shall beauty send
my soul to rest beyond the night
of longing for a future bright.

©Niamh Clune 2012

What are you longing for?

About Dr Niamh

When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down. One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.” Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!” I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I? I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.” Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray. With love from Dr. Niamh, Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamh.co.uk

15 comments on “I Am Longing For!

  1. the secret keeper
    November 9, 2012

    Niamh, OMG your poem, your rose, your post is so beautiful.

    I am longing for warm arms to hold me
    Soft hair for my face to hide in and to bury
    A sweet voice to read a good tale of fantasy and love
    As my head rests on her lap, she looks down from up above
    With a smile on her face of pure love. Her eyes look into mine.
    She smiles and strokes my hair so gently. I close my eyes.
    Listening to her voice tell the tale of a lass who is in love.
    This is what I long for and wish to come true
    Not such an awful lot to wish for that she have eyes of blue.

    J.K the secret keeper


  2. the secret keeper
    November 9, 2012

    I wish to add on something else I long for but not for me. I long for a very special friend to have all her dreams come true. What she asks for out of longing make them so. j.k.


  3. Walking with Beverley
    November 9, 2012

    longing for the caress of your hand
    when words will no longer do
    sunrays or rain unnecessary
    eye to eye heart to heart
    i long for you

    i long for a place of shelter
    with you
    totally ours
    no fear of retraction
    standing on veranda
    smelling the fresh air
    looking out o’er fields
    of green yellow and white
    as the wind tease their petals
    the sound of water stream
    trickling nearby
    sun rays crepuscular
    as their sweet assault of laughter
    vibration of harmony
    i long for home©

    beverley hoyles
    nov 9, 2012


  4. thiskidreviewsbooks
    November 9, 2012

    Love the poem! I want –
    a) sun and warmth, or
    b) snow
    I can’t think of a poem at the moment. :)


  5. the secret keeper
    November 10, 2012

    Reblogged this on the secret keeper and commented:
    everyone has a longing. some may not want to think about them for fear they may be beyond their wildest dream. No ever knows what is possible from the impossible until they let their heart speak for them. There is a warmth on this page. Make a visit and leave the words of “what are you longing for?” in the comments or just check out all the delicious and insightgful treasures you will find. j.k. the secret keeper


  6. Patricia Tilton
    November 10, 2012

    Such a heartfelt and beautiful poem. You really have a gift of words. Long for peace within a body that constantly hums.


  7. I am longing for the day,
    when prejudiced minds will no longer be,
    the reason of humanity division.

    I am longing for the day,
    when our dark child will no longer be,
    a portrayal of poverty and ignorance.

    I am longing for the day,
    when my continent will no longer be,
    the source of charity calls.

    I am longing for the day,
    when religion will no longer be,
    the source of endless hatred.

    I am longing for the day,
    when ethnicity will no longer be,
    the root of complexities.

    I am longing for the day,
    when empathy and kindness will be,
    the foundation of humankind behaviour.

    ©Gloria D. Gonsalves 2012


  8. theclaudiofiore
    November 12, 2012

    Something we all long for. Beautiful words, such feeling. Times like this we all wish we had the things in life that are just basic necessities.


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