Artist Crystal Michelle Fallin

Artist Crystal Michelle Fallin
June 19, 1984 - August 18, 2019
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts

Sunday, April 9, 2023

Easter Sunday - “For God so Loved the World”


 Crystal Michelle Fallin
Loving Memory

She’s in the Sun, the Wind, the Rain


In my Mind, I know you’re gone,
In my heart I can feel you 
in the sun, the wind, the rain,
In the morning mist and 
In the evening breeze
I can hear you sing
A song of hope and cheer,
there’s no more pain, no more fear.
I see you in the clouds above,
hear you whisper words of love,
Because  of Easter Morning
We’ll be together again,
Until then, I’ll listen for your song.


 John 3: 13 - For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. 



Saturday, March 11, 2023

“Talking to the Wild” - Poem

 

Crystal Michelle Fallin
Daytona Beach, Florida 2016


She sat at the back and they said she was shy

She led from the front and they hated her pride

They asked her advice and then questioned her guidance

They branded her loud then were shocked by her silence


When she shared no ambition, they said it was sad

So she told them her dreams and they said she was mad

They told her they’d listen then covered their ears

And gave her a hug whilst they laughed at her fears


And she listened to all of it thinking she should

Be the girl they told her to be best as she could

But one day she asked what was best for herself

Instead of trying to please everyone else


So she walked to the forest and stood with the trees

She heard the wind whisper and dance with the leaves

And she spoke to the willow, the elm and the pine

And she told them what she’d been told time after time


She told them she felt she was never enough

She was either too little or far, far too much

Too loud or too quiet, too fierce or too weak

Too wise or too foolish, too bold or too meek


Then she found a small clearing surrounded by firs

And she stopped and she heard what the trees said to her

And she sat there for hours not wanting to leave

For the forest said nothing, it just let her 

breathe

💚💚💚

Talking to the Wild Collection

Tuesday, February 28, 2023

Costa Rica - “Near to the Brokenhearted”

 

Crystal Michelle Fallin, Costa Rica
Loving Memory 

I shall 

Gather up 

All the lost souls 

That wander this earth

All the ones that are alone

All the ones that are broken 

All the ones that are weary

And contrite In spirit.

Come to me, all you who are weary
And burdened, and I will give you rest,
Take my yoke upon you
And learn from me,
For I am gentle and humble in heart,
And you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Matthew 11:28-30

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted
And saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
Psalm 34:18 

Friday, February 24, 2023

“Unforgivably Herself” a Poem

 

Crystal Michelle Fallin 
Auburndale, Florida 2016

Unforgivably Herself

In her time

And in this place,

She was unforgivably herself,

Full of flaws, beauty,

Chaos and imperfection,

For these are the things

That made her the most real,

And the things that

Are real in this world

Are the things that

Are loved the most…

Wednesday, February 22, 2023

“In the Mist of My Memory”


Crystal Michelle Fallin
Grand Lake, Colorado, 2012

And, there 

In the mists of my memory 

I see you. 

And, there 

In the mists of my memory 

You shall always be. 

Poem by Athey Thompson 

Thursday, February 16, 2023

“Spellbound” by Emily Brontë - Crystal Beauty in Winter

Crystal Michelle Fallin
St. Augustine, Florida - Winter 2018

Spellbound

By Emily Brontë

The night is darkening round me,

The wild winds coldly blow;

But a tyrant spell has bound me

And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending

Their bare boughs weighed with snow.

And the storm is fast descending,

And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,

Wastes beyond wastes below;

But nothing drear can move me;

I will not, cannot go.


Wednesday, February 8, 2023

Dancing with the Angels - A Heavenly Valentine

 


Crystal Michelle Fallin
A Heavenly Valentine 

Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish I wish tonight.

I search the sky for you thinking that if I just look hard enough maybe I’d catch a glimpse of you in heaven.  I know you are there dancing with the angels.

Sunday, December 25, 2022

“The Snow Maiden” A Poem

 

 The Snow Maiden

The Snow Cascaded, Swirled and Blew
In the Magical Kingdom
Of the Land of Snow;
Amidst the Snow Flakes and Fairies,
The Snow Maiden Dances,
Twirling on Pointed Toes
From Moonbeam to Shadow;
Her Silhouette we followed 
From Forest to Meadow;
Snow and Ice are Her Friends,
The Coated White Earth is her Floor;
Center Stage from Heaven
The Stars Shine on Her,
Seeking no other;
She is the Snow Maiden
Graceful and Fair,
In her Fairy White Dress
With Star Light in her Hair;
Dancing in Bliss
With no Worries or Cares,
Delicate and Graceful
From Finger Tip to Toe,
She's Eloquent to Behold;
Her Eyes Sparkles like Crystals,
Amidst the Snow Fairies and Sprites,
She Waltzes in Solace
With Mystical Delight;
From Winter's Breath She Sprang
Twirling and Dancing in the Chilled Air
Through the Forest and the Fields
The Wind Whispers her name,
Brilliant and Translucent, Crystal
The Maiden of Heaven's White Veil.

Published 1997
by Peggy Fallin

Tuesday, December 6, 2022

Sunday, November 20, 2022

She Believed in Magic

Crystal Michelle Fallin


She believed
In magic.  Not
Because she was
Naive, but
Because she
Lived through
Times when
Darkness was
All that she saw,
And all life’s lovely
Things were gone.
But her soul was
Wise enough to
Know that its
Survival depended
Upon maintaining
The memory of love,
Light, hope, and all the
Other things that magic
Is made of.

By Mona Nyman 

Wednesday, November 16, 2022

“I Know You as a Painter Knows their Art”




Crystal Michelle Fallin, St. Augustine, Florida 

San Marco Ave., 2018

 YOU MAY BE GONE

You may be gone

but I feel you

when the cool breeze 

brushes by


You may be gone

but I hear you

when the music plays

its last song


You may be gone

but I know you 

as a painter knows 

their art


You may be gone

but I feel you

right here in 

my heart





Friday, November 11, 2022

“Beauty in the Darkness”


Crystal Michelle Fallin, St. Augustine, Florida

Beauty in the Darkness


 Beautiful things happen in the dark,
When the sun goes to sleep,
When the stars give light kisses,
When the moon is a spotlight,
She stayed beautiful,
Even when she was covered 
In the evening darkness..


Tuesday, November 1, 2022

“Hope” is the thing with feathers by Emily Dickinson

Artist of Hope

Artist of Compassion

Artist of Love

 Crystal Michelle Fallin with her grandmother Mary
Columbus, Georgia
October 2018


To the prettiest grandma in the world
Crystal



“Hope” is the thing with feathers

BY EMILY DICKINSON
“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

Saturday, October 8, 2022

“I wondered lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth - “She Dances with the Daffodils”

Dancing with the daffodils


Crystal Michelle Fallin, Artist, Dancer, Writer, Free Spirit

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.



Tuesday, October 4, 2022

Marineland, Florida - Seashells on the Sand


Crystal Michelle Fallin, Marineland Beach, Florida 
October 2010

Seashells on the Sand

“The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand. The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land. The music stops, yet echoes on in sweet, soulful refrains. For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.”

-Unknown

Tuesday, August 23, 2022

“You Are Near, Even if I Don’t See You”

 


Crystal Michell Fallin, a bridesmaid at her sister Angela’s wedding Columbus, Georgia, May 2010
In Loving Memory, June 19, 1984 - August 18, 2019

You are near, 

Even if I don’t see you.

You are with me,

Even if you are far away.

You are in my heart,

In my thoughts,

In my life,

Always.

(Grief and Healing in the afterloss)

Sunday, August 21, 2022

“Lovely” A Poem

 


All that made you
 fragile and fierce;
clever and powerful;
wounded and creative;
layered and thoughtful;
moody and insightful;
wild and damaged,
Can be described in
One single word:

Lovely…

Monday, June 20, 2022

Beauty in the Storm




There was a rawness about her
That many didn’t understand
She was chaos in the wind
And fire across the sky and 
Not everyone could appreciate
Beauty in the Storm.




Thursday, June 16, 2022

A Flower with a Graceful Soul

 



She was a flower with a graceful soul

Filled with passion and dreams…

 
A SENSITIVE PLANT in a garden grew,
And the young winds fed it with silver dew,
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light,
And closed them beneath the kisses of night.
 
And the spring arose on the garden fair,        5
Like the spirit of love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on earth’s dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

Wednesday, June 15, 2022

I Heard your Voice in the Wind

 



I heard your voice in the wind today 
and I turned to see your face;
The warmth of the wind caressed me-
as I stood silently in place.
I felt your touch in the sun today 
as its warmth filled the sky;
I closed my eyes for your embrace 
and my spirit soared high.
I saw your eyes in the window pane-
as I watched the falling rain;
It seemed as each raindrop fell-
it quietly said your name.
I held you close in my heart today 
it made me feel complete;
You may have died…but you are not gone 
you will always be a part of me.
As long as the sun shines…
the wind blows…the rain falls…
You will live on inside of me 
forever for that is all my heart knows.

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