Charlene Long
Mixed media Artwork
The firs, weirdly black bare that stand with great strength The silence of the sands when tides are low The dawn, grey garbed and velvet shod, is wandering everywhere The Northern Lights dance down her plains with soft and silvery feet
The firs, weirdly black bare that stand with great strength The silence of the sands when tides are low The dawn, grey garbed and velvet shod, is wandering everywhere The Northern Lights dance down her plains with soft and silvery feet
The plover's passing wing, his lullaby Yet I am not alone . . . Solitude Longing for Daybreak
The plover's passing wing, his lullaby Yet I am not alone . . . Solitude Longing for Daybreak
The Morning Trees From Boulder Unto Boulder Sing to us cedars; your voice is so lowly Waiting for the Storm
The Morning Trees 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 Purple shadows tell of dawn
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 Sing to us cedars; the twilight is creeping.
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 Night of mid-June — in heavy vapours dying
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 The Two Sisters
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 marvelously fair. All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets Framed in the salt sea winds And April dawned with suns aflame
What of the days when we two dreamed together Days marvelously fair. All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets Framed in the salt sea winds And April dawned with suns aflame
As sinks the sun within that world of wine The long, long night has been bitter and lone but now 'tis gone
As sinks the sun within that world of wine The long, long night has been bitter and lone but now 'tis gone