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well i dont really know where this came from.
i cant say ive ever drowned my sorrows in a bottle of vodka
but i have gone out and got drunk to take my mind off things, sometimes it helps but sometimes it makes things 84937 times worse and you end up doing stupid things. (like breaking your little finger and bruising your hand)
im not too sure on this to be honest.
hope everyone has a good week :)
"...not so that you would be made sorrowful, but that you might know the love which I have especially for you."
-2 Cor. 2:4
having a sad moment in the bathroom or maybe I should say "Bathroom Poser"- shooting my reflection in the bathroom mirror with the natural light coming through the hatch (window) - SOOC except for cropping the cuboard out and changing to B&W
Scavenger Challenge - 16. Express a strong emotion in a black-and-white portrait.
112 Pictures in 2012 - 71. Emotion
Today is "All Souls Day"...a flower vendor mourns, probably for a loved one he lost.
Let us remember those who we loved and lost, a silent prayer...may they rest in peace.
The End
© Alexandria Marin
In the beginning,
you were my dad,
you were my hero,
you were my everything.
The heart of a child,
the fun of childhood,
the love that could never be torn apart,
the unconditional value.
You were my teacher in life,
you were my most valued asset,
you were my strength,
you were my light.
Then you were my DAD,
you were my boss,
you were my disciplinary,
you were my fear.
The fear of doing wrong,
the disappointment in your eyes,
the way everything I did was wrong,
the way teenage years were withering our love.
You were my heart,
yet, at a distance,
you were my hero,
yet, you did not know it,
you were my everything,
yet, it was unapparent.
As the days drifted us further apart,
and the ways of our lives,
drove us to ends with no words,
you, were still, my father.
Then, in the end,
as the gun clanged,
and the tear fell from my eye,
you were once again,
my dad,
my hero,
my everything...,
Id just been too selfish to let it be known,
and now, it was too late.
I love you daddy,
and always have,
and in this 10th year,
I proclaim,
I am still shattered,
beaten and torn,
by the emotions of your ill suicide.
The End by Alexandria Marin @FamilyFriendPoems
Source: The End, Father Death Poems www.familyfriendpoems.com/death/poetry.asp?poem=24604#ixz...
in the eyes of a horse
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The horses companion approach and hug heads. and i wasn't able to capture it in time. :( I was , though, able to capture this right after
"This victim of Vesuvius was discovered during excavations at the southern walkway of Pompeii's Large Palaestra. When he died, the man was wearing boots and a hooded cloak. He had covered his mouth with the edges of his cloak as the toxic fumes and volcanic ash overcame him." --- Pompeii exhibition, SMH
Está fotografía la tome en el cementerio de Quetzaltenango, un lugar ideal para practicar fotografía. Además de ajustar los niveles y las curvas con Photoshop. Algo más sobre el tema en Criterion.
Un par de metas personales para este fotoblog: Mi meta para este año es colocar dos fotografias a la semana. Los martes quiero colocar una fotografía reciente, tomada la semana anterior. Los jueves voy a subir una fotografía de archivo, que tengo bastantes.
Además de agregar un texto que acompañe a la foto o al menos un link relacionado de alguna forma con la fotografía.
A ver como funciona mi experimento.
an angel in sorrow kneeling on the grave of the little Princess Elisabeth of Hessen - Please NOTE and RESPECT the copyright.
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how come nobody ever draws upsidedown suns?
with rapunzel-like hair-like rays?
thats all i ever wanted to do.
It may be damp, but the Lockdown Wildlife is still in the garden. A colourful magpie sits at the top of the tree.
Putney, London
June 2020