Theme Fridays: enchanted

10 10 2008

THEME FRIDAYS

 

 

Firstly, i’d like to welcome a new member to the Writers’ Corner- Urban Panther. Annie and i are both very excited to be working and writing with her. i’m sure she will enchant you too.
 
 enchanted
 
    For some it is the stars in a clear night sky.  Others are by the moon gazing into the sea or upon a smooth lake, a rippling river.  Some find themselves so reflected in the eyes of the one they love.  Brown eyes.  Green eyes.  Bluegray eyes…
 
 
 
    Glistening snow.  Crashing waves.  The chubby smile of a child.  A villa cronstructed of white hewn stones.  A faded barn stumbling in a misty field of alfalfa.  Words- flowing like milk and honey/slippery words/crafty and clever words.  Words of manipulation.  Words of eloquence.  Whispered words of love.  Sung words of sentiment…
 
 
   
    That shimmer.  That beauty.  Charm.  Skill.  Laugh.  That heart-spirit-memory-mind.

    Sun slanting gold through aged windows or wide-palmed leaves.  Dew shining in the elbow of a blade of grass- springborn and strong.  Naked winter trees, a garden of daffodils, the warmth of woven fingers, 

    his and mine-

    An autumn breeze crisp as an apple, tart as a pear, invisible except through the way it moves others, feels on the skin- hot, warm cool, cold- combing through hair, grass, trees, thoughts, and sifting.  The slant of rain, fire, clouds voluminous and voluptuous parting to reveal the pearl glow of a full moon, a hot fudge sundae, balloons or kites rising, drifting against a pale summer sky, a night silent but for the brittle sizzle of stars…

   Which brings me back to the start.  Stars.  Stars in a clear night sky enchant some.  For me though…

For me the idea of being enchanted is what i find enchanted.  Feelings of awe, of melted spirit, of disarmament, of surrender to something greater.  The enchantedness, not always light or good- even enchantment under greed, of lust, of seeing something so wonderful one is moved to steal.  i study this, am enchanted by those enchanted by such, enchanted with my enchanment, my hunger to know why, how, when.  It is the why of things- why are stars so enchanting?  Why are wicked men and women so mesmerizing to those deemed “good”?  Why does shine cast a spell over us?  Why do we give ourselves over so freely?  Why the moon?  Why the words, lips, movement?  Goodness, quietness, humility.  A uniform, the leather jacket, hardworked hands.  Eyes.  Taste.  Sight?- which enchants me.

Because being enchanted is filled with wonder and wonder is the closest our spirits succumb to innocence.

~end~

Find Annie’s enchantedness here…
And here, the enchantment of Panther …

(copyright 2008 )  c A Hughes
10.10.08


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10 10 2008
duskydi

OMG !!

c, I love this. I’ve got to read this again right now. Wow so full of wonder and enchantment.

‘For me the idea of being enchanted is what i find enchanted. Feelings of awe, of melted spirit, of disarmament, of surrender to something greater’.

For me to.

You write greatly c and yes its great that the Panther has joined Themed Fridays isin’t.

Thank you for this writing of many wonderments, rather encharnting wouldn’t you say.

Thankyou c Smiles & warmth
Di

You leave the nicest comments!
Thank you so much. i am thrilled and enchanted by your enjoyment of this piece. ;)

i am quite pleased that Panther’s joined us. i think she’ll do very well with Fridays.

~c

10 10 2008
duskydi

Because being enchanted is filled with wonder and wonder is the closest our spirits succumb to innocence,

c If I ever get my printer working would it be possible for me to print this out. I love this piece.

Love
Di

Oh sure, Di. :blush:
Goodness! So flattering!!

~c

10 10 2008
Jamie Grove - How Not To Write

John Ruskin would be very happy with your prose painting. I know I am. Thanks for sharing! :)

Thank you, Jamie, for the kind comment.
And welcome.

~c

10 10 2008
Urban Panther

Because being enchanted is filled with wonder and wonder is the closest our spirits succumb to innocence

This is my favourite line too! Thanks for inviting me in to Theme Fridays. I am really going to enjoy this!

Welcome, Urban Panther.
And thank you.

~c

10 10 2008
writerchick

Oh Chica,
You give me goosebumps. Your prose is so eloquent, so true. We are enchanted with enchantedness, because it enchants us. We all love to feel the magic that our souls are capable of – and this says it so very well. I love us.
Love
Annie

i love us too!!! :)
Thank you, Chica.

~c

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