Walking Between Worlds
These poems are inspired by that element of the shifting past that sometimes finds its way into the present. Time to me has always felt fluid, my camera looking to capture those moments where the barriers have become thin, where you might just step through.
Kairos. That indescribable moment in time that may never come again, where the longing in your soul is so strong it can change your life for ever.
It is not always in our conventional sacred places that these links in time can occur, although by their nature they can be very strong here. There are some other places that open a way through to the different eras in history and glimpses into the future. Sometimes you stumble across them, right place, right time. Other times it is a matter of finding the right connection, if you know where to look.
The universe is in constant flow and movement, destruction and resurrection. Never really still. In the same way it seems to me time flows backwards and forwards, the continual stream allowing access. To travel in time is to visit a memory, to relive it, rather than just remember.
With these poems my camera looks into other worlds.
When I Go To Leave
When I Go To Leave
When I go to leave
I am already looking forward
To when I can see you again
For now, I walk towards you
In my mind
For now, I remember the peace
You gave me
When I return my spirit
Will run ahead of me,
Home at last.
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Talking To Ghosts
Talking To Ghosts
Do not be left talking to ghosts
Seeking a forgiveness that never heals
Because to forgive can be hard for one person
When you can no longer see love in their eyes
We hurt because we love
The two seem to be inclusive
But not to love is to be hollow
Emptied out, a useless void
How to be remembered?
How to have lived?
Love will always go deeper
Than any anger outlived and regretted
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Wheat
Wheat
I look across my fields to you
And I know that I am home
I would find you here I know
If ever we should part
You are in my blood and in my veins
You are my living heart
There is nowhere I would rather be
If ever we should part
Promise you will wait for me
Even if the years go by
We can grow the wheat again
If ever we should part
Lets bring in our harvest
Until the end of time
Love will outlast all eternity
If ever we should part
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
An Ancient Memory
An Ancient Memory
Your thoughts linger in ancient dust
Like a fingernail trailing through ash
Feeling the warmth of the hot desert stone
That caressed your tired restless feet
And the scent of remembered spices
Pulls you back to your caged secrets
The terrors and the beauty of this world
Guarantee that you dance with shadows
Hankering after tempting echoes
Whispering through old walls
The past is like an old acquaintance
Who catches up with us all in the end
This work was inspired by the novels:
Baratanac by D. J. Swales and
A Green and Ancient Light by Frederic S. Durbin
Photography and Poetry by Shelley Turner
The Last Gate
The Last Gate
I have broken time
Travelled across dimensions
Lived many lifetimes
In many incarnations
Watched suns die
And moons collide
To finally achieve
Here on this earth with you
Transformation to the true self
And become pure empathy
Complex divinity
All barriers defeated
Sown the seeds
Of hope
Lit the light
In the darkness
So you can follow
Across
What is death but a sidestep
To another self
I am changed but not changed
Complete instead
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Dedicated to my Mother
Come Back With Me
Come Back With Me
I feel as though I am waiting
For you to just come back to me later in the day
As if you had never really gone at all
These tears, these tears continue to fall
I just cannot describe
How I still wait for your call
Often it feels like you are here
But then I wake up and remember it all
The clock ticks on the wall
I still keep apologising for things I haven't done
Yes I am living, but I do not move on
Things are just peculiar, they are just wrong
It's strange, because when you left
I didn't feel it would be for long
Your presence was always so strong
I seem to circle around the absence of you
Forgetting, talking out loud
But missing you, what am I to do
I know you are going to surprise me
I'll turn and see you there smiling
Please just come back with me
And we'll forget you ever went at all
Lets go back down the hill together
There's that new dance band on at the hall
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Red Yew Berries
RED YEW BERRIES
PHOTOGRAPHY AND POETRY
From The
COLLECTORS TREASURES
Photobook Collection
Shelley Turner
1
Red Yew Berries
Do not worry or fear for me
Because I have always loved this place
And in a certain time and a certain hour
I will always be waiting for you
Patiently under the yew
2
When you walk over the red yew berries
Still falling from this guardian of ages
In a certain time and a certain hour
Remember that I said to you
We would find each other soon
3
The yew will gather our scattered strands
And tie them together once more
And in a certain time and a certain hour
We will be with each other again
Watching the red yew berries fall
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
finis
Remnant Of A Memory
Remnant Of A Memory
All I have left are memories
Of how it used to be for us
Tell me some of that was true
Tell me some of that was real
I didn't imagine you laughing
Or dancing in the rain
Seems I helped you forget
For a while, to dull the pain
Now I walk with another
Until I see you again
He is a presence in the light
A spirit, caught in my camera frame
He helps me see you
In our favourite places
Rediscovering treasure
In those lost forgotten spaces
Do not worry, he tells me
Although nothing stays the same
That was more real than anything
Love does not need words to remain
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Far From The Madding Crowd
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Poem and Image inspired by Thomas Hardy's Novel:
"Far From The Madding Crowd"
Far From The Madding Crowd
Even though you think
You know somewhere
And have explored it many times
Your whole life through
Nature likes to remind us
That this is just not true
Simply seeing what you know
But from a different view
Can radically alter your perception
Of what you thought you knew
It can jolt you out of complacency
Change the pattern of your life
Enable you to really see
How to move forwards again
Start a new chapter
Part two if you like
Nature is very wise
She knows exactly what you need
Even before you do
So it seems
Meet Me Here
Photography and Poetry
By Shelley Turner
Meet Me Here
Meet me here over the river
But I don't know how long I can stay
The memories of you still linger
Is it best to leave it that way
Meet me here over the river
The sun shone so brilliantly that day
Until the clouds moved over
And heartbreak was on its way
Meet me here over the river
It now feels like another life
One I couldn't believe I was living
Until fate intervened with such strife
Meet me here over the river
This time I'll come and say goodbye
I am not sure you are forgiven
And this time I don't think I can lie