Archive for September, 2011

This was yesterday’s Word Press topic.

It was late in my life when I realized I was looking for that special place to live. I wondered what it would be like. Never thought it could actually be a place that would make me feel “at home” until I found it.

A few years ago, someone I knew only briefly and once when he hugged me…a long warm, holding me in his arms hug. There was something I never felt before, at home in his arms. Didn’t know then it was a hint of something to come…no not him, but something more.

I lived in Michigan, Florida, Ireland, Georgia, California, and back to Georgia. It’s a long story. Just know that I have never felt at home in either place.

A few years ago I decided to check out a city two hours from where I currently live as a possible place to get away now and then. The first day I went there to its downtown area, with a river running through it under the Main Street bridge, the beautiful river walk, a waterfall, and a park. The downtown has wonderful art studios and galleries, shops and restaurants. I had a great day there, and was amazed at how friendly the people were.
I knew that it was a good place to make get away day trips 

With each trip I took lots of photographs and told friends here in Georgia about my experiences…because they asked and wanted details. They asked if I would take them on one of my day trips.
I also heard the place had art festivals downtown, and decided to have a weekend trip about 3 months after I first started going there. I invited a friend to join me, as she had gone with me on a day trip and really liked it.
Each person I took on a day trip loved the place, and also experienced the same friendliness of the people.

Such a great place to have a break from routine, to get away, and an easy two hour drive. So, fairly frequently I would take a day trip, and weekend stays for each of the three special festivals of the year. As time went on I began to sense a peace wash over me as I got nearer. While there I would feel energized, motivated, inspired and a sense of endless possibilities for me. Every single time there someone would always stop start a conversation with me. Coffee from Starbucks and sitting at the café tables outside on Main Street near the bridge always made opportunities for more conversations with others. The next significant change in me was that each time I had to leave there and return here I would feel yukky (yes this is the only way I can describe that feeling) inside.

The biggest event was the day I was there, standing on the Main Street bridge looking over at the river when I realized this place was HOME.

I had been reading about this city and different things going on, I had started making friends, and then got involved in the TEDx events where I connected with a lot more people.

I have known for a long time now that it is truly where I belong. The reason Greenville, SC feels like HOME to me is that not only have I embraced the city and the people, but the people and the city have embraced me.
One of these days I will live in that special place for me; that I will call HOME for the rest of my life. Thank you, Greenville and all of your people who have embraced me and continue encouraging me to get there.

My Greenville…a few favorite photos taken by me at different times.

A Favorite View of the Reedy River and Falls (photo by Ann Marquette)


Favorite Resting Spot by the Reedy River (photo by Ann Marquette)


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In a time and place of silence
I see the faces and shapes of you
Yet, never a word is spoken
But I see your silent smiles

I hear the birds more profoundly
The sounds of leaves falling
Of tree limbs crackling
I see your silent smiles

I am surrounded by nature
Twenty acres of God’s landscape
Wooded hillsides along the river
I hear the squirrels scamper through the trees
I see your silent smiles

I hear the distant sounds
Of life outside this place
The motor cars, motorcycles, motorboats
I wish them all away
But glad for your silent smiles

I am here with all of you
Within our own silence
Waiting, waiting, and listening
To hear the voice of God
As we see our silent smiles

Yet in this beautiful quiet time
I see your silent smiles
And hear the gates of your hearts open
To the message God has for you
Blessed be the silent smiles…

Copyright © October 2, 2004

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Autumn on Reedy River 2010 by Ann Marquette

Reedy River and Water Fall 2010 by Ann Marquette

Reedy River and Falls under Liberty Bridge 2010 by Ann Marquette

More Fall photos taken in Greenville, SC last November 2010.

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Autumn Leaves - Greenville Falls Park 2010 by Ann Marquette

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Inspired by this work of art by Michael Cox. 

Voices of Time by Michael Cox

There was a man and woman, each in their own worlds unknown to each other. Their lives had been filled with many blessings, and some troubled times.

Each found themselves in a space of solitude…a time for reflection, for grieving, for closing doors to the past, to cleansing their hearts and spirits.

One day they realized the dark clouds in their lives were breaking up and drifting off. They began to see God’s glorious sunlight peaking through and revealing a beautiful sight.

Each of them was living on opposite sides of a rocky landscape that circled a beautiful pool of water. Their homes were simple structures with only columns holding up the roofs. There were no walls. It seemed symbolic as they were tearing down the walls they had built around their hearts.

They woke one morning to the sound of birds singing and soaring overhead. They looked out to see two trees that had come alive with their white blossoms of spring.

So many times, up to this point, they had the feeling that someone special was nearby. On this morning, with the darkness gone, the light shining, the birds singing, they each stand and look across the pool of water and see there is someone on the other side.

At first there is surprise, then a few moments of trepidation. Then…there is the moment of recognition, a feeling of peaceful joy within, and excitement. They are eager to meet, to talk,
to walk together.

They both turn at the same time and see a structure similar to theirs on a lower portion of the rocky landscape which looks out over the ocean. There seems to be a light glowing from within.

At the same time, they each begin to descend the steps of their own space and take the journey through the rocky landscape to meet at the place by the ocean. Occasionally they stumble along the way, but eagerly continue in order to meet face to face.

They arrive at the same time, but having to ascend the structure’s steps at opposite sides. There is a small fire glowing inside, the flames very low but constant. They come closer, each reaching out a hand which they accept…quietly, in awe, and joy. As their hands touch, their hearts soar as if in flight. Yet, as they accept and hold each other’s hand they feel as if they have landed together safely, softly, securely.

No words are spoken yet. But, as they look out at the calm waters of the great ocean, they know in their hearts they are meant to be together…that this is just the beginning of their dreams. Their spirits soar with happiness beyond imagination, and thankfulness for…
God’s great gift of each other.

Written October 9, 2004

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Pleiades Star Cluster


Oh most beautiful star
In the sky tonight
You are most bright
I watch and wait
With hand raised up
Open and waiting
Slowly, oh so slowly
You move through
The night sky
You come closer
As I watch and wait
Hand outstretched
Then ever so softly
You come to rest
In the palm of my hand
You shine like a diamond
Your brilliance
Holds me in awe
I could almost wish
To hold you tight
To keep you safe just for me
In time, your light
Would fade from sight
You would die
To me and to all
So I let you stay
As long as you wish
With palm open
So you may leave at will
You will travel back
To the night sky
To shine brightly
For all to see
I will cherish
The moments you gifted me
With your light
Specially for me
For a little while…
Star So Bright

Copyright 2005

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Night sky

Interesting to look back at some of my writings from a few years ago. Sometimes I wonder where my mind was then 🙂

I leave the world in my room to feel the soft fresh breeze of night, under the stars and in the light of the full moon. I walk the path through the trees and find my way to the water’s edge. There is an almost quiet flow of the river tonight. The reflection of the moon over the water creates a magical, peaceful, reflective mood. There is no one here but me and the night, and the trees whispering sweet nothings to the rippling river flowing by, and the fireflies flicker their messages to each other.

I am at peace with myself, and my thoughts scatter on the wind to flow through the universe. They call to you, to tell you that my heart is waiting patiently for you. They tell you that my arms are lonely for you, that I long to see your face, to hear your voice, to touch you. Yet, though I wish so deeply for you to be here by my side, to share our lives together, I know it will be worth the waiting.

Why is it the good things, happy times, magic moments come and go so quickly and the times in between seem so very long. I thank God for my nature friends to share these times with. What would I do without them.

I will walk a ways along the river’s edge, in the direction the river is flowing and imagine I am one with her, yet floating just barely above her soft cool water. I meld my soul with the river for a time, to understand, to feel. I spend some time this way.

Once back on land and resting against a great oak tree I feel refreshed and renewed. My tree holds me and enjoys the comfort of my peacefulness. I look up at the night sky with the stars twinkling, and watch the moon watching me.

June 22, 1996

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Candle Light

Oh God, Our Father, You are The Light
which guides us on our path through
this life…when we let you.

Remind me always to surrender all in my
life to your love and care. I am always
your child, and sometimes I forget.
Whenever I see the flame of a candle, the
sunshine, or moonlight…let them remind me
that you will always light my way.

With each path I have chosen, you have placed
others in my life…like stars in the sky…
to help light my way, through you & to you.
Help me to never forget those who come
into my life, even for a short while, for they
are blessings from You.

Let me never forget, God, that we are all
One in You…that everyone in my life is a part
of me, a part of You. I too, am The Light.

Let me not forget that those who have been
lights in my life may also need my Light to shine
for them.

Thank You, Light of My Life

©March 21, 1999

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Watching the Remembrance ceremonies…
My mind goes to those who died that day due to terrorism, and those who have died since because of it. Then I think of so many others who have taken their own lives due to their own inner terrors.

Terrors ~ imagined or real in our mind, our hearts ~ how can we heal? How can we stop more deaths due to such terrors? How can we help heal each other?

We must BEGIN with FORGIVENESS within ourselves and forgiving others.

I wish you all peace, love and light within yourself.

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It has been a strange few days.  Up and down, upside down, right side up, around and around, sad moments, happy moments.

Empty paths I walk through my mind, looking for something!  The quiet paths are actually peaceful, replacing the whirlwind of thoughts which have been crisscrossing the miles I go…in my mind.

Loving the cooler days, the sunshine, the peace and quiet while I give thanks for my blessings.

I wish you all much peace and joy; and endless love.

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I wrote this piece some years ago, inspired by the art of Michael Cox, and someone ~Johnny~ who I loved many years ago.

Solitude by Michael Cox


I found this poem recently as I was going through my writings.

Learning of the death of dear Trey Pennington


 this morning, knowing part of his struggles over the last few months, I gift this piece in memory of him. I wish he could have found his way through as the story tells in this poem.

 My Solitude 

Ever so quiet and peaceful
The moment at rest
In the comfort of my own space

But, alas the roars of past fears
The emotions they still evoke
The struggle to understand them
The desire to let them go

And then a special memory
Remembering love once
Then the heartbreaking sadness
When that love had to leave this world

The mind wanders
Visions like living dreams
Dreams, hopes, and desires
Yet to be fulfilled

Then from somewhere
There is the sound of music
A beautiful waterfall
A light shining through the darkness

The internal struggles are gone
A feeling of love fills me up
And flows through me
Like a waterfall

My heart feels the joy
The new landscape taking hold
The beginning of new growth
Breaking through the rocks
That once was my heart

Tears of joy fall softly
My Solitude time is over
I begin to take the steps
They lead to a beautiful beyond


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You opened your arms to welcome me
You spoke as to a friend
You smiled as we passed
Your heart whispered,
As it flowed alongside mine
“Come Home”

Your charm and beauty inspire me
Your soul reaches out and touches me
Your spirit fills me with endless possibilities, and
Calls Me Home

You wrap me in a warm embrace,
As if a long parted lover
You fill me with joy and comfort
A sense deep inside, that you are
Calling Me Home.

© September 11, 2007

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Listening to Jonn’s two pieces titled below and how they inspired my writing.

“Century Princess”
I look, then blink
To see
As if in a dream

Yes, she is there
Somewhere in there
Through the trees

I see her
Then I don’t
And wonder
If I am dreaming

She is all in white
A gauzy kind of white
She moves as though floating

I hear her
A sound
As if she is singing

I try to catch up to her
But, never quite able to reach her.

“Le Tresor”
My love for you
Is so very deep within me

It fills my very soul
And every fiber of my being

My love for you
Is quiet and gentle
Soft and passionate
And kind

I love you
Far beyond
The furthest reaches
Of the universe.

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