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Dispelled,
The dream in my wet eyes
Alarmed,
With me standing, the dawn
Demands a break from me
Of whose blessed breath
I may bring news
This nation of life-weary
Deep in my soul, though
Breaks
A thorn
O, of this long journey
Poetry of Nima Youshij
Translated from Persian
♫ Liam Payne, Rita Ora ♪ For You ♫
Tumblr: Savvy’s
Dress: -JL- Loop dress from Jana&Little’s SL world
Stockings: Yuni from Glitzz @ Doll House
Pose: Savvy's For You 1 from Savvy’s
Hair: Xula from NYNE @ Designer Circle
And she became the woman to whom love did not respond
Her skin sank on the figure of her body
And the oils behind the ball of her eyes
In resorption
و او زنی شد که عشق به او پاسخ نداد
پوستش بر قوارهی تنش نشست کرد
و چربی پشت گردوی چشمش جذب شد
I went to look for the chamois again today, and although they showed up they didn’t seem pleased that I had brought my mom along... they made a big show of giving warning calls and sprinting towards cover while not appearing particularly nervous. (They do remind me a bit of cats.) As I didn’t manage to capture their show very well I took a few flower shots instead...
A lot of questions have been asked. And just a few answers. The answer may has been said, but we didn't realize it. Watch carefuly for it, it may come from the most unlikely place, from the light or from the shadow. Or be ignorant and just don't ask. It makes your life easier, but...
🎶 I pray my wish will come true
For my child and your child too 🎶Bowie
The little tree, in the kitchen.
In memory of Elizabeth Jean Pruett also known to us as Rottlady. Although Elizabeth had a preference for straight out of the camera photography, she joined a few of us for weeks in a series of on-line meetings to explore the capabilities of Photoshop Elements. During that time, I believe we clicked on every single thing we could find just to see what would happen. Some hilarious moments ensued. The sheep in this image are the very same ones that were cloned by Etva in one of those meetings, cloned and inadvertently pasted onto the head of a priest. We laughed uncontrollably at that happy accident. Elizabeth’s laugh was truly infectious. With this image, I not only remember her love for beautiful sunsets but her great good humor and companionship. I miss you dearly, my friend!
Sunset and sheep images kindly provided by Etva101. Additional textures used are my own.
Ingredients for pasta on the tines of a fork: lentils flour (red) organic pasta, capers under salt and oregano. Only oil has to be added.
Size of pasta piece, around 4cm, portion of fork tine around 6cm.
For Macro Mondays theme: #Styling Food on a Fork.
Smile on Saturday: #BlueForYouME
When I saw all the blue heart emojis in the comments on some photos in the Smile on Saturday group today, I had a last minute idea for the "Blue For You - ME 2019" theme on this special day :-) It certainly is a lovely coincidence that it's not only M for M&Ms, but also M for Maria as well :-)
So here's a big thank you for the "blue heart inspiration", dear group members, and today also especially to Maria Godfrida for making this group such a creative and friendly place and for all the work she puts into it every week.
HSoS, Everyone!
Als ich heute die vielen blauen Herz-Emojis in einigen Kommentaren zu Fotos in der Smile-on-Saturday-Gruppe gesehen habe, kam mir die (Last-Minute-)Idee, für das "Blue-for-You"-Thema ein M&M-Herz zu legen und in Wasser aufzulösen. Das Thema ist ja ein ganz spezielles zum heutigen (11.05.) Internationalen Tag der Fibromyalgie. Danke also an die Gruppenmitglieder für die Inspiration zum Foto. Und natürlich an Maria Godfrida, die diese Gruppe zu so einem kreativen und angenehmen Ort gemacht hat und jede Woche so viel Arbeit hineinsteckt [und da passt es doch ganz gut, dass die M&Ms mit einem "M" - heute mal für Maria - bedruckt sind ;-)].
Ich wünsche Euch ein schönes Wochenende, liebe Flickr-Freunde!
The male Great Blue Heron presenting a branch for nest building to the excited female. They make quite a show of this age old ritual. We as humans forget that all types of animals show emotion. Photography can capture that for all to see.
I'm leaving today for the south....a couple of months.
Will be on Flickr sporadically.
Enjoy the rest of the winter/summer.
Mostly.......be well.
You'll always be my 'Petal'. :-) XXX
She gave me a heart of stone and I made it glow. :-)
Romantic right? But honestly, she really gave me that stone, in a box with hearts on it. She said it was hers and she wanted me to have it. There were conditions though, that at some point I had to photograph it. Being skint, I decided now was the time! :-)
Much love Petal! Happy Valentines! XXX
We need to wake up
We need to wise up
We need to open our eyes
And do it now now now
We need to build a better future
And we need to start right now
We're on a planet
That has a problem
We've got to solve it, get involved
And do it now now now
We need to build a better future
And we need to start right now
Make it greener
Make it cleaner
Make it last, make it fast
and do it now now now
We need to build a better future
And we need to start right now
No point in waiting
Or hesitating
We must get wise, take no more lies
And do it now now-now
We need to build a better future
And we need to start right now.
Source: www.singfortheclimate.com
www.youtube.com/watch?v=UXE0H8TgKvE&ab_channel=BethHart
Your eyes may be whole
But the story I'm told
Is that your heart is as black as night
Your lips may be sweet
Such that I can't compete
But your heart is as black as night
I don't know why you came along
At such a perfect time
But if I let you hang around
I'm bound to lose my mind ......
A poem should be palpable and mute
As a globed fruit
Dumb
As old medallions to the thumb
A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs
Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night-entangled trees
Leaving as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs
A poem should be equal to
Not true
For all the history of grief
An empty doorway and a maple leaf
For love
The leaning grasses and two lights above to sea
A poem should not mean
But be
A poem should be a sigh
Trapped in chests
Released
A poem should be a butterfly transformed
Transfigured
A poem should be a scream
Note by note
Breaking the air cutting through
A poem should be no more
But just
Archibald MacLeish and I
Thank you for taking the time to comment, award and/or critique my work, I truly appreciate each and every one!
I hope life is slowly returning to some level of freedom for you but don't forget to stay safe and stay well!
This shot is dedicated to my friend and gifted artist Cath, who encourages me daily, laughs at my terrible jokes and forgives my French. She also shares my fondess for a blue and beige colour contrast.