Stone dove decorating a gravestone in the Old cemetery (Gamla kyrkogården), Uppsala.

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“We can travel to the ends of the Earth, only to arrive back home and find Paradise on our doorstep.” - AP

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THE LAST FAREWELL – ROGER WHITTAKER

On this day I bid a last farewell

to a father who was not my blood

but a bond was made

and a promise held

and I was rescued from the flood

the tears that fell

were sweet enriched with salt

like an ocean swell

that fell into a well

of honey and the feelings felt

cannot be bought

for the value of such love

is more important

and more valuable than any amount of money

knowing the sun will no longer touch his face

and I will not see the sweetness of his smile again

I look upon the heavenly countenance of this place

and know that the sun will always follow even after so much rain.

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My friends

I want that you will forget me just a little;

that I might be just a little less important to you,

so that in my absences you will not grieve for me.

I can no longer be here as often as I once was.

I have not the strength.

There is illness, pain and loss

and still more to come.

There is barely enough strength

to do the most rudimentary of things.

Each day I task myself to do

only what is the most important one thing to achieve that day

and I congratulate myself on doing that one small thing

and try hard not to beat myself up

on the other million things I did not do.

You are always in my heart.

You are never far from my thoughts.

I never will forget you.

In truth I love you …

Thank you for your kindness, understanding and patience.

Dedicated to my best friend Karina. RIP Oct 14/2021

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“Don't be ashamed to weep; 'is right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones are sealed inside to comfort us.” ― Brian Jacques, Taggerung

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I miss the long talks where we said nothing at all.

The way you made me laugh until my sides hurt.

The way your words were encouraging and understanding.

The tears we shared.

Building new worlds with you.

The look you gave when I'd do something stupid.

I regret the last time, every time.

“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”

― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated

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A sculpture of the grieving mother, at the Cairn of Peace Memorial in the Czech Republic. A beautiful and very touching memorial built to honor the dead who fought in the Battle of Austerlitz in 1805. mohylamiru.muzeumbrnenska.cz/en/index.aspx There is another sculpture of the grieving bride, equally as lovely, on the other side of the entry to the very interesting museum. Hopefully, in this coming new year, we can find a way to find more kindness and peace in the world...and fewer mothers, fathers, and children who are weeping for those lost on battlefields.

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I grieve

"I grieve for you

And you leave me

It's so hard to move on

Still loving what's gone

And still life carries on

Carries on and on, and on, and on"

P Gabriel

Montréal, Qc

Une sculpture d' Edith Croft

abstract art

After their last performance on the Loud & Clear Tour ending in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Please see this large. Thank you.

Model: Krystal Smith in historic American Civil War Widow's attire

old Sufi aphorism: “When the heart grieves over what it has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left.”

Albuquerque, New Mexico

Des attaques terroristes ont eu lieu simultanément dans 6 endroits à Paris et à Saint-Denis faisant au moins 128 morts et une centaine de blessés. L'état d'urgence est en vigueur dans toute la France.

Terrorist attacks took place simultaneously in six locations in Paris and Saint-Denis leaving at least 128 dead and hundreds injured. The state of emergency is in effect throughout France.

The grieving widow's pose, she stands with head held high

Never to re-marry, never gonna try

'Cause that would end the symphony of sadness that we play

And end the songs of wanderlust that she commiserates

So she takes another shot of Crown, it helps to ease the pain

In hopes to ease the void inside, yet somehow it's in vain

'Cause vanity has come along and filled her perfume vile

And every day she dabs a little on her neck and smiles

Behind a mask

Open your eyes, let us see the void inside

Open your eyes, let us see

The old man sits alone staring at the screen

And contemplates these failures, done to his family

'Cause depression's bottles come along and filled his whiskey glass

With every sip put to his lips, erases all the past

So he tells another little lie and tells another tale

In hopes to spare the family and hide his private hell

But the more the words come out of him, like little cuts and scabs

Tearing at the tender hearts who gaze upon a mask

Behind a mask

Open your eyes, let us see the void inside

She puts her feet in well-worn shoes

Walks toward the past

Of the character

Behind the mask

Slowly climb out of your shell

Start to believe

Every now and then those demons

Will come to feast

On your flesh and bones

Behind a mask

Open your eyes, let us see the void inside

Open your eyes, let us see

'Behind a Mask' ~Motorhead~

The 'Print of a Face' BOM tattoo is from CHIMHAIR.

Took a walk through the necropolis of Modica (Sicily, Italy). It's so beautiful it makes you cry. That particular angel caught my eye. It's such a touching statue.

Seabound - Without You

I live on the cracks in your fassade

My nature is deceit

I cheat

And surrounded by snowflakes

I turn up the heat

A beautiful crystal in my eye

Amends my sight

Intensify

Multiply

I might look into your face

But I see the sky

"Without you - Day is nothing but a waste of light

Without you - I am lost, I vanish in the night

Without you - Life is but a senseless waste of time

Without you - Everything I dream turns black and white"

I sit on the steps to your mansard

My fate is disbelief

I grieve

(And) Surrounded by snowflakes

You turn off the heat

I spin in the currents of my life

Love shape white

Intensify

Multiply

I don't look into your face

There's no reason why

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Grieving !!!! 13 . 11 .2015

Grieving at the events in Istanbul

To my beautiful Tango, my faithful and most loyal companion. For 11 years you have been there, through thick and thin, good and bad times, you still loved me unconditionally after all of that. I'm going to miss you my sweet boy.

<3 U always and we will see each other again one day

After a lost of my second son about 3 hours before this picture was taking.

Letters written but can never be sent.

Time blurs when you grieve.

It’s almost as if you are hanging on by the thinnest of ropes, dangling over the deep dark depths of despair.

For you, my first born daughter, how I miss you.

I wore orange today, because it was your favourite colour.

The jeans I chose made me smile a little because I would remember all the times you said “mum please dont wear those torn jeans, you’re too old”

I styled my hair the way it always was when life was so very different.

It was a life that I failed to realise was perfect until it ended.

As I dangle here by one fragile grasp, I think of you, I think of how different all our lives would be now.

All I can do at these times is to feel blessed that you left behind a part of yourself to continue on.

When this thread becomes very weak and feels as though it is breaking I hold onto the love from the family that I have left.

Memories are fragile. Memories are precious.

Memories ..................

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Susan Lapis

..Today I woke up to posts for International Women's Day.

We give birth to mankind, and we grieve the deepest for the loss and unjust of it all !!

My prayers for all those scared and grieving and safe travels.

Il a été prouvé que de nombreux animaux expriment une forme de deuil. Jane Goodall, en Tanzanie, a observé un jeune chimpanzé qui est mort de chagrin après la mort de sa mère quelques semaines plus tôt. Une étude a suivi un béluga qui a porté son petit décédé pendant presque une semaine entière, tandis qu'une autre a observé des lémuriens émettant des cris « perdus » en présence d'un membre de la famille tué.

Parmi tous ces animaux, les éléphants ressemblent peut-être le plus aux modèles de deuil des humains.

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Many animals have been proven to express some form of grief. From Tanzania, Jane Goodall once recorded a young chimpanzee that died of grief following the death of his mother only weeks earlier. One study followed a beluga whale that carried her deceased calf for almost a full week, while another found lemurs giving “lost” calls in the presence of a killed family member.

Out of all these, however, perhaps elephants resemble a human’s mourning patterns most closely.

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There are a lot of hurting people at the moment. My thoughts are with you.

I lost a friend last week, not to the virus. I am still sad I knew her for over 40 years.

Stafford UK 8th April 2020

Grieving

Amadou Dialo protest

Manhattan

Photography’s new conscience

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Taken in Mountain View Cemetery Oakland, California with a old Samsung GL70 with a broken lens and the camera scratches the film. Shot a roll of Tri-X and developed in XTOL 1+1 for 8:45 min at 20c. Wouldn’t focus on the hands and the camera is just junk, but liked how it turned out.

“When you part from your friend, you grieve not;

For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.”

― Kahlil Gibran

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WINTER SONG – SARA BAREILLES/INGRID MICHAELSON

For Mr Cogsley, mountain climber both physical and metaphysical.

“Could this universe have provided us with a kinder heart or gentler soul … “ - AP

Our worlds collide and coincide

a soul mate is close; a friend is found

does not matter if he's not human

in this case he's a cat

and as anyone who was ever owned by a cat knows

they are more human than we are somehow

this Winter song is just for you

remembering all of that

the times you played

the times you stayed

the letting go of you

I know you are at peace now, friend

you ventured into the blue

and beyond the snowy mountains

where your friend still loves to go

I know you will be watching over him

protecting him on the snow

or in the woods where you once walked

taking time; listening to every word he talked

distracted by a bird or two

in your nature to have stalked

but gently you let go of them

as your friend let's go of you

a new year in his life begun

and he'll be missing you

but you will always be there

walking by his side

no matter where he is in this world

no matter where he resides

for a soul mate never leaves you

they are bound within your soul

and your heart will carry on beating

within the heart of the man you once knew

our lives are many; our loves are too

but always he will come back to you

a special place looking out the window

while the Winter's snow falls deep and cold

and birds will miss your watchful gaze

and remember you of old

so to my friend who was your friend

your family as well

I send my warmest heart felt wishes

for in my mind you dwell

and memories are sweet and plenty

for him you were his friend

and as you step through yet another doorway

I know your life will never end

for in the minds of those who love us

we remain alive through them

as they recall the lovely memories

of all you were and are until we meet again.

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My artwork is a compilation of 3 of my photographs

Dislike this feeling..!

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I will change, I Will survive ,

I will Never grieve,

So the choice is Urs ,

Whether to discard or believe,

For I am not dead Yet ,

I am not in the ground,

And in life I may be Lost ,

But someday I will be Found .

By Truthdefiesreason~

Dedicate to Me ♫ Keep the Faith

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Albuquerque, New Mexico

Ebony RW 4x5 with 210 Nikkor. Polaroid Type 59 Image transfer

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