John Blake has always been drawn to writing; however, only recently started gathering his thoughts into a full-length novel, The Lady Embellished in White, and Perceptions, a collection of poetry. After leaving the hectic architectural corporate world, John returned to his mother’s Charleston roots in the Lowcountry of his home state, South Carolina. He became immersed in the Lowcountry culture and setting. John enjoys days spent in his garden overlooking the Coosaw River marsh and historical ACE Basin. His training in the visual arts has prepared him to transition from blueprints to putting thoughts on canvas and writing paper. In his writings, he strives to awaken the reader’s senses of joy, love, pain and triumph. When he is not in his studio, John enjoys cooking, woodworking, sculpture, and classic rock music.
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THE LADY EMBELLISHED IN WHITE
A MAN'S TRANSCENDENTAL QUEST TO DISCOVER THE MYSTERIES OF LIFE
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THE LADY EMBELLISHED IN WHITE
Daniel walks out into the cool night air to the patio’s edge beyond the row of white-painted rockers. He stares out toward the tree line at the end of the courtyard where the Lady in White once appeared. He slowly scans the tree line. The sky is dark with an occasional flash of lightning off in the distance, but only the splash of the central fountain can be heard. A cool, breeze gently stirs the leaves that have, in the past few days, begun to fall in the courtyard.
He stands there for a few minutes longer, looks up to the low, rushing clouds against the black sky, and says out loud, “I am here. Make yourself known to me. I demand answers! Make your presence known!”
He begins to shiver while waiting on the Lady in White to appear, or at least send him a sign, then a bright light appears from behind that illuminates his back. He clings hold of the book even tighter and steadies himself against the side of a chair. With a rush of blood to his head, he turns and looks to the light that temporarily causes blindness, as if looking into the sun. Shielding his eyes from the bright glow with one hand, he takes a big breath. Then the ray of light shines down on the ground in front of Daniel. With restored vision, he looks out to see what or who made their presence known.
REFLECTIONS AND IMPRESSIONS
AS CHRONICLED IN A COLLECTIONS OF POEMS
We all have experienced triumphs and turmoils along life’s twisted turns. My poems are simple to comprehend and to be enjoyed by all. I write of the beauty of a butterfly in flight, an evening rainstorm, gazing at stars in the night sky, and a walk through my garden and along a marsh in the Lowcountry of South Carolina. I also put on paper the emotional loss of a dear friend, ponderances of the mysteries of life, and the thought-provoking topics of death and sorrow. My poems also explore the subjects of love, relationships, determination and dedication.