Charlene Long
Mixed media Artwork
Yet I am not alone . . . The long, long night has been bitter and lone but now 'tis gone Solitude Longing for Daybreak
Yet I am not alone . . . The long, long night has been bitter and lone but now 'tis gone Solitude Longing for Daybreak
The Morning Trees And April dawned with suns aflame From Boulder Unto Boulder Sing to us cedars; your voice is so lowly
The Morning Trees And April dawned with suns aflame From Boulder Unto Boulder Sing to us cedars; your voice is so lowly
Waiting for the Storm Sing to us cedars; the night wind is sighing And here's to the days that are coming Before the Storm
Waiting for the Storm Sing to us cedars; the night wind is sighing And here's to the days that are coming Before the Storm
Purple shadows tell of dawn Of great cool drops that fall with sudden splash There are fires on Lulu Island and the smoke uplifting lingers The cedars chanting vespers to the sea
Purple shadows tell of dawn Of great cool drops that fall with sudden splash There are fires on Lulu Island and the smoke uplifting lingers The cedars chanting vespers to the sea
Sing to us cedars; the twilight is creeping. As coming suns dissolve the dark that veils the edge of day. A sky of blue and grey, Some stormy clouds that play The suns red pulses beat
Sing to us cedars; the twilight is creeping. As coming suns dissolve the dark that veils the edge of day. A sky of blue and grey, Some stormy clouds that play The suns red pulses beat
Night of mid-June — in heavy vapours dying The rocks give shelter that the sands deny The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn Dawn lights her candles in the east once more
Night of mid-June — in heavy vapours dying The rocks give shelter that the sands deny The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn Dawn lights her candles in the east once more
The Two Sisters What of the days when we two dreamed together      Days marvellously fair. All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets
The Two Sisters What of the days when we two dreamed together Days marvellously fair. All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets