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I am unable to upload my pictures.

I do not know what I am doing wrong, as they have been formatted in the same way as others that uploaded with no problems.

Obviously until this is solved there will be no more entries in the journal.

PS

I have tried uploading the original of one of the pictures I edited. This was accepted with no problems however the picture requires rotating as do many of mine so unless I can fathom out what I have done wrong during the editing process it means many of my pictures are useless. I have tried to redo the picture but it was rejected again. Now I cannot get the site to work at all!

I do not know enough to be able to work out what is going wrong and I don't need the added stress this is causing. I thought of just using unaltered photos but that doesn't solve the problem and I will soon run out of photos that will upload and songs that I have written have no photos that will upload to go with them.

Evergreen

 

Another good friend is allowing me to use his beautiful pictures of Scotland. Thank you Dougy, this song is for you.

Image credit DOUGY

Evergreen arrows from earth to sky,

   Forest giants striding straight and true,

From valley to where permanent snows lie,

   Your native land would be poorer without you.

Withstanding the worst of winter’s fury,

   Sentinels during the darkest days,

We should listen to your life’s story,

   For anything that could improve our ways.

 

Needle sharp, your leaf design,

   Breathing through blizzards of ice and snow,

Never denuded; aye, there’s a sign!

   When oak and ash shed all they grow,

After summer’s softness fed them fine,

   The moment autumnal winds do blow,

A waking sleep you decorously decline,

   A staunch friend you abide, or formidable foe.

 

Greeting spring with lofty ease,

   The cry of the eagle echoing o’er your land,

Above foaming waters the approaching sun frees,

   Acknowledging their right to the path they demand,

Scoring their songs to far-off seas,

   Slowly calming turmoil in a loving hand,

Swaying in time to a summer breeze,

   Under a blue and white sky you stand.

Tags: tree, colour, earth, sky, winter, summer, autumn, water

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Invitation to a Dance

Will you dance in red this morning with me?

    Or hide behind a young oak tree?

Will you dance with me this morning in red?

    Or wear a golden gown instead?

Will you dance with me? I’m in blue and white,

    Together we make a heart-warming sight,

Take a chance,

    Let us dance,

        Through the day,

              Today.

Then we can both sleep soundly tonight.

Tags: dance, light, tree, cloud, sky, sun, colour,

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River Song

No boundaries, no edge, no bank, no wall,

   This river lives and breathes the rhythm of life,

   She declared her love in one spring and now as wife

Flows freely ever faithful to destiny’s call.

You are welcome to drink her waters,

   Or pass by without a second glance

   At light’s reflection performing a dance,

Capturing images as identical daughters.

Rainmakers ride the winds of change,

   Single shape-shifters sail a bright blue sea,

   Gathered in a storm they rule the sky totally,

Invigorating the earth within their range,

This river floods onto reams of white paper,

   Thoughts risen from an ocean of memories like clouds,

   Drench mountains and valleys alike from torn shrouds,

Attenuation with time allowing torrent to taper.

Tags: river, water, light, cloud, time, wind, earth, memories, love, rhythm, life, spring

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From the Child in Me

For the child in you.

There is no ship or message in me,

    I have been used and am now empty,

I am made of plastic to throw away,

    Non-returnable, non-degradable, I’m here to stay,

Unless a child should come my way,

    With imagination to use me in her play.

 

I could be a rocket to fly to Mars,

    Then ever onward to a galaxy of stars,

She would carefully write a message for me

    To carry to the future of space rocketry,

My cap as a nosecone, by the way it’s bright blue,

    Which recalls my home world as seen by a few.

 

The child would choose her crayon with care,

    What colour would go with words that dare

To speak from one world to anyone ‘out there’,

    And what words would she, a child, wish to share?

A few simple words that would simply say,

    ‘Love from me to you, today.’

Tags: world, love, ship, colour, word, child, home, star, message

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Greeting the world with a smile

After yesterday's rage and rant I thought you deserved something different.

I pass this beautiful garden every day when I take the dogs for their walk.

I want to share the experience with you today.

Smiling to north, south, east and west,

    This garden welcomes every guest,

It is hard indeed to pass you by,

    When beauties with quiet confidence lie,

           Under a fading summer sky,

How do they face winter without any fear?

    Do they know they’ll return in the spring every year?

Tags: smile, flower, garden, sky, summer, spring, world, winter

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Dies Irae

I picked 'angry' for my mood but wish that aol gave me a drop down to include a lot of others that would also describe how I feel this morning after removing dog pooh left by an irresponsible owner scattered all over the pavement. My friend Rob calls them 'mines' and that is exactly what they are to the blind or partially sighted.

I would not spoil anyone else's day with a photograph of such ignorant behaviour, as I would prefer to generate a smile with the following dream.

If I could paint the sky the way I feel today,

  A thundercloud would fly to catch the last sun’s ray,

Like the sword of Damocles hung over where you lie,

  With every word I’ve sung held before I die.

 

They would fall like rain precisely and on cue,

   You would call again but I would not hear you,

Thoughts would strike and burn a pathway to your heart,

   You would have to learn a completely new part.

 

The litter you leave would drop like hail,

   You would grieve that you consistently fail,

To clear up after your dog when down from the sky

    It all falls like a log when you walk by.

 

I’d give sight to the blind so they might see,

   You rewarded in kind and give them glee,

The earth would repay your selfish deeds,

   And in wrath that day bury dangerous weeds.

 

Post script. The music has triumphed over my anger and I would choose 'relaxed' for my mood now.

Tags: cloud, light, rain, earth,

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