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this was a super old poem from last year, until now I did not have a photo it fit.
I tried to be who you wanted, I set aside my life, I stopped talking to nearly everyone but you, so I could have been your wife,
I tucked away creativity, it made you jealous and mad, I took a last photo just for you, now I regret that I had,
I stopped writing poetry, for I have no pictures to correlate, it sent me on a dark spiral, but by then it was to late,
I stopped speaking in group chat, because the jealousy was so high, I had noone left to talk to, but those you would question me why,
I battled your demons with you, putting in 100 when you gave me none, I messaged and called or saw you, until that battle was won,
I remember hitting a show, for a nice night out, but the way you dissapeared left me hurt and in doubt,
You had picked the show, I was along just for you, but the owner was an old friend, your anger only grew,
I was trying to limit my prims, you needed so many more than I, then get mad because I did not have enough out, so silently I would decorate and cry,
I listened to hours of words, strung into stories about work and home, I listened as a church mouse, thinking I may meet them in Rome,
I know I was far from perfect, but was I so horrible to hurt me as you did? I must have invested much more in you, than you ever cared to bid,
I was lonely and lost, even before the fall, it only made the loneliness a bit easier to grasp, made me wonder why I cared so much, why my logic allowed my heart to crash,
So as I hold your secrets, yes I hold them so very tight, do me a solid one day, you know you did not do me right,
Do not throw away a heart, as if it was never there. Because you still had a piece of mine, when you ghosted me the day you said you still cared,
Do not do to another, the shit job you did on me, it may be destructive to my soul, while my heart still hurting from the missing piece,
So keep trying to fly sweet angel, all the best will come once more,
Know your actions were pure, the gifts from your heart, and they are woefully poor.
'Time Off' was yet again a very Beatles inspired fashion for Paul, with a brown, collarless suede jacket. It is magnificently well made and fully lined with beige silk.
He wore a long sleeved checkered shirt under it, with a yellow string tie made of cord and beige rather slim trousers. The red socks speaks of the swinging 60s where they boldly stick up from the brown Chelsea boots.
It was sold with a blue, denim duffle bag with a white cord strap. Perfect for all his 'Time Off' activities.
(This set also included a tiny poster for 'Cliff Warwick and the Dollybeats' latest pop concert.)
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Me: Hi Pete! Where are you heading off to?
Pete: Oh hello Sky, I had some time off and thought I'd pop down to the indoor cricket pitch for a game.
Me: One doesn't "pop" in for a game of cricket, they take at least three hours of complicated walkabouts, shouting and random outbursts of ball hitting.
Pete: Ha ha, not a sports person are you!
Me: Not really no. Unless it's a sport not to fancy sport?
Pete: Could be. May I offer you a lift? Unless you also disapprove of sports cars and their occupants?
Me: Ha ha, very slick my dear gent, but I have to decline. I'm actually here to have tea with your mum.
Pete: *Snicker* So that's why she wanted me out of the house. Cheerio then!
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Pete - Sindy's friend Paul 1967
...then turned back to wine.
music has been inspiring me lately, more often than usual. and today is a good day. relaxing, catching up, doing homework (which im actually enjoying....pathetic!) and reading. its still raining here. off and on, and i wish i could find a big puddle!
later i'm going to go outside and take a video of how pretty it is here when it rains! wet pavement is so beautiful sometimes. and the mist! ahhh
ALSO! Yesterday I was featured on an awesome website! 1918 Vintage
Be sure to check it out, as well as the interview I had on her blog!
strobist: AB800 with large softbox at camera right. 1/4 power.
Ah-ha! There is a she-maple in our yard!. I found this little cluster of female maple flowers in my driveway today and looked up to see a female flowers up above. I had been so concentrated on our larger, he-maple that I hadn't even noticed! Good times are soon to come!
She's got legs, she knows how to use them
She never begs, she knows how to choose them
She's holdin' leg wonderin' how to feel them
Would you get behind them if you could only find them?
She's my baby, she's my baby
Yeah, it's alright
She's got hair down to her fanny
She's kinda jet set, try undo her panties
Everytime she's dancin' she knows what to do
Everybody wants to see if she can use it
She's so fine, she's all mine
Girl, you got it right
She's got legs, she knows how to use them
She never begs, she knows how to choose them
She's got a dime all of the time
Stays out at night movin' through time
Oh, I want her, said, I got to have her
The girl is alright, she's alright ZZ TOP
Common chaffinch female (Fringilla coelebs); chaffinch; widespread; small passerine bird; finch;
Coed y Brenin, North Wales.
She was promoting After Dark films and was about to get her hear cut off. What a face (and a scream too).
Seen here:
www.photographybay.com/2009/07/08/tips-for-shooting-portr...
thephoblographer.wordpress.com/2009/12/28/does-anyone-els...
Is she thinking about me
Does she remember my name
Is she hoping I'd call
Do I matter at all
Or her feelings the same
Is he thinking about me
Does he remember my name
How I wish he would call
Do I matter at all
And will I ever be the same
Yet I know what she's feeling
I can still feel the touch of her hand
I could swear this is just the beginning
Please let her be thinking of me
Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your hearth or burn down your house, you can never tell.
Joan Crawford
All photographs 2006 - 2015 © Janine R. Matheson
She's here!!! The box photographed as if it were all scratched up, but it isn't.
26. Andy Warhol Barbie
She had to choose just the right flowers at the store today. That one is too pink... that one is too purple. but this one was just right.
Promotional image for The Guid Sisters, which will open the 2012/2013 season of the Royal Lyceum Theatre in Edinburgh.
Glasgow, 2012.
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"She" Self Portrait (Serie) May 2020
You should believe me, our dreams are all the same
Like a life without love
That's just insane.
But a love without a life
That just happens everyday.
(~ Current Joys - A Different Age)
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She is an elderly sphinx cat. And she’s got quite the attitude to boot…. But I just love her. She is one of my clients. I always love when she’s on my schedule. There is so much detail in her face. She is one of my favorite photographic subjects.
...One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
~ Lord Byron
She Walks In Beauty
She's a very contented viper resting in her favorite spot about 5 feet from the boardwalk. Locals say she's in this same spot most any time of the day, and they've seen her here for the past several months. I'm guessing total length to be about 26 inches, so I'm calling it a "her".
Nikon D7200, Nikon 200-500mm. 1/640 sec at f/5.6, ISO 900, 500mm.
29 Apr 2018, Beidler Forest, Harleville, SC, USA.
She was under bushes in the dark and kept moving. Following her led to some fungus.
"Jackson's Marsh" Staffordshire
Group Foray 21st September 2024
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Foto con desenfoque de movimiento hecho en photoshop, al estilo del compañero "saito_75" de canonistas.com... Aunque no me ha quedado ni de lejos como a él... Habrá que seguir practicando...
Gracias por pasar!
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