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Second skin sewn from verses for melancholy, she is the owner of silences that are kept as treasures so as not to break the sincere words.
There are dreamers whispering while they delight without waking up at dawn, sleeping on the hidden side of the Moon, with their bare feet to leave a mark on the way back.
There are closenesses beyond time, what was known was forgotten in some conquered life and the now, indefinite, blurs with a sigh carried by the wind.
There are candles that are exhausted and their warm light still has a memory in the pupils... if you close your eyes, a single tear, intimate, shy, embraces the flame. Life is conquered by moments.
Moon.
Painted on the wall by the back door of our vacation rental. This was such a wonderful place to stay!
~Attire:
ISON - Maven Dress
~Shoes:
Marchese - Agatha Heels
~Hair:
Modulus - Xavier Hair
~Accessories:
TABOU. SOURY - Back Necklace
Op 8 juli 2005 arriveerde Railion 6441 met een viertal fabrieksnieuwe reservebakken VIRM in Amersfoort.
The shape of the book is still well defined. However 150 years of rain, wind and snow have scrubbed away virtually all traces of the inscription. A growing number of stones in these old cemeteries serve only as grave markers as there's no longer any visual reference as to the names of the deceased. Any direct descendants are dead. No one visits these graves or maintains them. And the stones are left to simply wither away. That's where I come in.
So, this is the last of my Pip-verse Justice League.... Yup. Totally didn't make a Flash and forget to edit him...
(I'll get to it eventually... Maybe.)
Anywhoozlesworth, Aquaman. I didn't want to make him all manly and bearded and, ya' know, Thor-like. My goal was to make it look at least somewhat like his classic costume while being modern-looking as well.
So, story...
I'm thinking he's a marine biologist, 'cuz I don't know Aquaman's original origin. xP While exploring a sunken city he finds a golden trident. Upon pulling it out the city comes back to life and the residents declare him their king, 'cuz he fulfilled some sort of prophecy or whatever.
As far as powers, the trident lets him breath underwater, swim at high-speeds, attack fluently in the water and communicate with sea life.
Yeah, I like this one. I had a lot of fun coming up with the design and story.
So yeah this is my version of Gwenom, basically the whole fig was bought off eBay for like £2. Oh and that's Etape put poorly on her wrists, her sides (which were tan coloured) were edited. She will be in my series portrayed as a kind of antihero, enjoy!
Comments and Criticism welcomed as per usual! :)
Op 8 juli 2005 arriveerde Railion 6441 met een viertal fabrieksnieuwe reservebakken VIRM in Amersfoort.
Walter Northmore
Let friends forbear to mourn and weep
While sweetly in the dust we sleep:
This toilsome world we’ve left behind
In heaven a resting place to find
Sheepstor, Dartmoor, England
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Cathédrale Saint-Sauveur-sur-le-Sang-Versé de Saint-Pétersbourg en Russie.
The Church of the Saviour on Spilled Blood in St Petersburg, Russia; completed in 1907
Tsar Alexander II, known as the ‘Tsar Liberator’, was assassinated by nihilist revolutionaries on 1st March 1881. His successor, Alexander III, decided to build a church on the spot where it happened.
The new Tsar selected an unusual architectural style for the new church. It was an evolution of the ‘Russian style’ inspired by medieval Russian architecture, a striking contrast to St Petersburg’s surrounding buildings
This one might not be super noir but that's okay. The trenchcoat doesn't fit on him since he's short, but I find that humorous more than anything else. Oh, and what he's holding is supposed to be a pipe, not a random dude's hand. :P
“Write on the sand when the tide is low,
Seek it again when the waters flow;
Whisper a word when the wind is heard,
And wait until echo repeat the word.”
~ Pollie Morris ~
June 27th, 1874
Two of my photos combined. One of a verse from a treasured book the other a shot off the telly - Raymond Blanc's herb garden!
O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d;
Of the poor results of all—of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest—with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer.
That you are here—that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.
-- Walt Whitman
The Grave Ballad
You ought to know, though you may rave,
that we’ve had one foot in the grave
since we were born – and like the chains,
our every move the grave restrains.
Thus chained, we slowly plod along,
more and more grim, less and less strong –
until wham! one day it feels as
if the soil has just swallowed us.
Straight from the well-known path so neat
down there we land on both our feet.
A bit of wind, with rain combined –
and lo! no trace is left behind.
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This is one of my poems I wrote in Polish and then translated into English.
Today (08.02.2022) is my father's birthday. If he lived, he would be 72. He died 20th December 2009.
Mourning chooses its own paths...
The poem, in both Polish and English versions, has been included in my latest, bilingual (Polish-English) book of verse, "Frigor Mortis" (Warsaw 2022).
PS. For my Polish observers, this is how the original version goes:
Ballada o śladach
Dobrze jest uświadomić sobie,
że tkwimy jedną nogą w grobie
przez całe życie – i ten grób
jak łańcuch plącze się u stóp.
Człapie więc człowiek na łańcuchu,
wiotczejąc w ciele, więdnąc w duchu,
aż dnia pewnego nagle: trach!
zapada się pod nami piach.
I prosto z wydeptanej dróżki
do dołu – hyc! na obie nóżki.
Powiał wiaterek. Deszczyk spadł.
Ni jeden się nie ostał ślad.
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Detail of artwork on a pole in the Children's Art & Verse Pole
Garden on campus.
Unity Village, Mo
An inspiration from a good friend. The right page is from a 19th century children's book. The left page is mine, photo and verse.
A follow up to my “Awesome-Verse Justice League” post from a while back. That photo was very well received and I immediately planned to do this. L to R
Spider Man
King Panther
Thor Odinson
Monster Man
Star Spangled Man
King Namor
Iron Drone (remotely controlled by Tony Stark)
The Wolverine
I hope you all like it!
-Totally Awesome
I had a request to put Scripture on some of my favorite images, so I will be adding some of my favorite verses. No comments are needed but if you want to, by all means, please do! Thanks for enjoying them!
Psalm 133:1 (KJV)
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