The photograph is black and white and was possibly taken about the year of 1900. It is a photograph of…
I walked under the old elm trees. It was a cold winter’s day and the air was sharp. There was no one to break the stillness. I was conscious only of the dank smell of wet leaves underfoot and the sheep and cattle grazing peacefully in the paddock across the creek.
At last it was possible to be myself, away from people. My thoughts were in emotional turmoil. Watching death creep insidiously through my mother’s body as cancer claimed her was hard to bear. I tried to grasp the inevitability of losing her. She was noble in her dying, never complained. “Andy’s randy today,” was all she would say when beset with pain.
A sense of peace prevailed among the people who seemed to be relaxed and happy after the pre-Christmas rush. They waited expectantly for Mass to begin which was to be celebrated by a visiting priest from Rome. Annie, our organist, had not arrived. I was told she wasn’t well and we must proceed without her.
By Gabrielle Morgan Among the many books on my bookshelves there are some more treasured than others, especially the ones…
This fictional story was inspired by Michael Morgan’s painting “Bonjour!” Alain Durand missed his native France. Overcome with nostalgia, he…
By Gabrielle Morgan I was privileged to enjoy a cruise on the Marco Polo, Orient Line Scandinavian cruise ship, which…
By Gabrielle Morgan Often a day can be quite remarkable. That day for me was the day I went in…
You were departing, leaving me. As you walked away a sharp awareness came upon me. The world around me was…
I watch your intense gaze mirroring your emotions, Feel a sorrow that life cannot always answer our deepest desires. Wasted…
Today is a giant before me, Insurmountable, it seems, With perils of hunger, Visions of ingratitude, Friends become foes, And…
It was Sunday. People stood outside the church doors, passively chatting, smiling and generally exuding their clean, well-groomed ordered appearance; too well clothed, for the day shone hot, laying bare the cream brick building and the strip of green grass.
MUSING ABOUT ART At Federation Square a new centre for the Arts opened in the City of Melbourne, Australia. The…
I came from the outside world, Entered your world, for one brief moment Felt the impact of your glance, your…
For months I have watched you, Leafless, with winter upon you, Yet, you indestructibly stood there, Giving me hope with…