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February snowstorm

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You have to guess the crossword of Life

Me? I'm trying to compose a puzzle about it

Life in illusion I refuse

I have a sense of reality in myself.

Křížovku života musíš hádat

Já? Zkouším medailonek o tom všem skládat

Žít v iluzi odmítám

Smysl pro realitu v sobě mám.

Leica Selection 27.3.2023

Narcissus poeticus was one of the first daffodils to be cultivated, and is frequently identified as the narcissus of ancient times. It is also often associated with the Greek legend of Narcissus. It is widely naturalized in North America. Historic John Wright Stanley House garden, New Bern, NC

J'ai capté cette fleur près de la rivière Nicolet tout près du Jardin Botanique de Kingsey Falls au Québec.

 

Je croyais que c'était une jonquille mais avec ma recherche j'ai constaté que c'était: " Le Narcisse des poètes."

 

Le Narcisse des poètes est une plante vivace à bulbe. Souvent cultivée par les amateurs de belles fleurs, elle pousse aussi spontanément dans les prairies humides de montagne.

 

Merci de vos visites, commentaires et favoris !

Thank you for your visits, comment's and favorites !

This shot is taken from the Church of San Pietro in Porto Venere. The gulf is so named because it inspired the likes of Byron, Shelley, Dante, and Petrarch.

 

It inspired me too, but I decided not to swim across the bay like Byron did in 1822 for a rendezvous with Shelley.

 

Note: The bay is actually behind me. This photo is looking out into the Mediterranean toward's Byron's Grotto.

 

Happy shooting!

© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved

 

Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.

 

Previously unpublished archive shot from June 2019.

 

Tomorrow's Saturday so I wish you all a fantastic weekend of photography. Stay safe and keep the shutters clicking away. Enjoy!

Marko Marulic Square, Zagreb, Croatia

 

Marko Marulic was a Croatian medieval poet, often referred to as the father of Croatian literature. That's his statue in the middle of the square, facing the entrance to the Croatian State Archives building.

I am a forgetful poet, so sometimes I look for a suitable pen...

Best to be viewed in large size format.

 

According to Law 9.610/98, The partial or total commercial reproduction without the previous written authorization of the author is prohibited (article 29). ® All rights are reserved. Conforme a Lei 9.610/98, é proibida a reprodução total e parcial ou divulgação comercial sem a autorização prévia e expressa do autor (artigo 29). ® Todos os direitos reservados.

  

The poor poet

 

(Samaipata, Bolivia)

Seen at 3 pm

 

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Islands are metaphors of the heart, no matter what poet says otherwise

[Jeanette Winterson]

 

Statue of the german Poet "Schiller" in front of the Concerthouse in Berlin

 

This is the delightful Newstead Abbey in Nottinghamshire. Best know as the ancestral home of Lord Byron (1808-1814). Byron was an English poet and politician. The Abbey is believed to date from the late 12 century and is one of my favourite local places.

Plaques illustrating Japanese waka poets and some of their work. Shinnyodo temple, Kyoto. Hasselblad X1D.

Wow, 100 music pictures. What started as a little bet between friends a year ago now is one of my favorite past times. And Who knew a cynical old bat like me likes so many songs? And there are still more to come, I haven't barely touched my most favorite artists. But this spot on my list was always reserved for exactly this song!

 

This is my all time favorite. A simple melody, direct and from the heart lyric that describe perfectly what love is for me. Thank you John Denver for making me dream and hope and keep smiling. You had the heart of a true poet and we miss you.

 

Special thanks to Tatusia for enduring my fiddling with lights and camera angles with such patience ❤

 

And thank you all who like this series and encourage me to do more. It gives me so much joy and motivation 💋

 

Annie's Song - John Denver

 

You fill up my senses

Like a night in a forest

Like the mountains in springtime

Like a walk in the rain

Like a storm in the desert

Like a sleepy blue ocean

You fill up my senses

Come fill me again

Come let me love you

Let me give my life to you

Let me drown in your laughter

Let me die in your arms

Let me lay down beside you

Let me always be with you

Come let me love you

Come love me again

You fill up my senses

Like a night in a forest

Like the mountains in springtime

Like a walk in the rain

Like a storm in the desert

Like a sleepy blue ocean

You fill up my senses

Come fill me again

 

Visit this place

L' œillet de poète

France; Puy-de-Dôme, Lac de Bourdouze 7/6/21

Balanchine described dancers as "poets of gesture", I guess I see plants the same way

People at Goetheplatz in Frankfurt am Main, Germany and standing on a pedestal made by Ludwig Schwanthaler bronze Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

France; Puy-de-Dôme, Lac de Bourdouze 7/6/21

Poet Heinrich Heine in front of Hamburg Cityhall

" Nous voulons être les poètes de nos propres vies ...et d'abord dans les plus petites choses."

 

Un grand merci pour vos favoris, commentaires et encouragements toujours très appréciés.

 

Many thanks for your much appreciated favorites and comments.

YOU'RE REAL STRENGTH

ONLY BECOMES APPARENT WHEN

YOU GET IN HOT WATER----DR

My artwork and poem showed at EMERGENT, the beautiful gallery of Ilyra Chardin.

 

"I know this ancient darkness

gray rooms foggy lights

maze of earthy caves

Claustrophobic funicular buildings

and doors suspended in a leaden sky

Loneliness of old warehouses

and mysterious presences

Here I am back

night mirror of the day

but this is no longer my world

Now I live in the sun and wind

without the need for wings"

 

© Eli Medier

 

The Exhibition will be open till March 7th 2020

featured artists:

Eli Medier

Ilyra Chardin

Ladmilla Medier

Patrick Ireland

Sisi Biedermann

 

Thanks to all the friendly people that favour my picture.

France; Puy-de-Dôme, Lac de Bourdouze 7/6/21

Guy writes you a poem for a Pound. Outside Tate Modern

Le village fortifié du Poët-Laval, dominé par son château médiéval, se détache sur un paysage de collines boisées, à quelques kilomètres à l'ouest de Dieulefit, en Drôme provençale. La commune est membre de l'association des Plus Beaux Villages de France, qui vise à promouvoir les atouts touristiques de petites communes françaises riches d'un patrimoine de qualité.

 

Au cours des guerres de religion, Le Poët-Laval connut plusieurs sièges : le château, très endommagé par les combats, fut délaissé par les commandeurs qui se fixèrent définitivement à Montélimar à la fin du xvie siècle. Les fortifications furent démantelées et le corps de logis tomba en ruines. La chapelle castrale Saint-Jean redevint église paroissiale sous le vocable de Saint-André.

 

À partir du début du xxe siècle, le développement du village de Gougne, en fond de vallée, entraîna l’abandon progressif du vieux village, qui n’était plus occupé que par quelques personnes âgées au début des années 1950. Dès 1925, quelques passionnés créèrent l’association des Amis du vieux Poët-Laval, qui freina le pillage systématique dont le site faisait l’objet en acquérant et en consolidant les constructions les plus menacées. À partir de 1959, les travaux réalisés par des particuliers sur toute la partie haute du village, sur les rues et quelques maisons anciennes ont permis de redonner vie à ce lieu remarquable, qui semblait voué à la disparition comme nombre de villages perchés et auquel l’accueil touristique et le retour d’habitants permanents rendent aujourd’hui une nouvelle jeunesse.

fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Le_Poët-Laval

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The fortified village of Poet-Laval, dominated by its medieval castle, is set against a landscape of wooded hills, a few kilometers west of Dieulefit, in Drôme Provençale. The town is a member of the Association of the Most Beautiful Villages of France, which aims to promote the tourism assets of small French towns of a rich heritage of quality.

 

During the wars of religion, Le Poet-Laval knew several seats: the castle, badly damaged by the fighting, was abandoned by the commanders who permanently settled in Montelimar in the late sixteenth century. The fortifications were dismantled and the main building fell into disrepair. The chapel Saint-Jean became parish church under the patronage of St. Andrew.

 

From the early twentieth century, the development of the village of Gougne, in the valley, led to the gradual abandonment of the old village, which was not occupied by a few elderly people in the early 1950. In 1925, some enthusiasts created the Association of Friends of Old Poet-Laval, which braked the systematic looting whose site was the subject by acquiring and consolidating the most endangered buildings. From 1959 the work of individuals across the top of the village, on the streets and old houses have made it possible to revive this remarkable place, which seemed destined to disappear as a number of perched villages and to which the tourist reception and the return of permanent inhabitants make a new youth today.

 

Translated from:

fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Le_Poët-Laval

A new creation from Poet's Heart amazing & innovating creator, who goes a step further in men's Jake's body mesh with the name "PH - Garbage Couture"

 

Soon it will be available at Salvage Station on 20th November & the event will be till 20th December

Stay Tuned

   

Als moderner Gegensatz, eine Reminiszenz

an das Gemälde mit dem Titel "Der arme Poet"

von Carl Spitzweg.

The first month after Christmas is always hard for me.

 

But you know what has cheered me up? This cute little dress from Poet's Heart, called Maya!! Available in a range of colors and sizes, with a beautiful satin finish.

 

Available in store NOW!

 

SLURL to mainstore: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Smooch/57/66/1953

 

Flickr: www.flickr.com/groups/2245728@N20/

 

The Kings Garden, Copenhagen, August 29, 2023.

Photographed from a stone monument to local poets, T. Hughes Jones (1895-1966), B. T. Hopkins (1897-1981), J. M. Edwards (1903-1978) and Edward Prosser Rhys (1901-1945).

 

Many thanks for comments and faves!

Until they get their speech-recognition sorted, they'll never crush the humans.

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