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Macro Photo taken with Nokia 928, Carl Zeiss lens, edited with Lumia Camera

 

Spoken Or Written

Poetry about the weather

Poems about love

Words about the heavens

Thoughts of stars above

Bliss in emotion

Dreams of a kiss

Writing of what is missing

Wandering amiss

Story of a life

Hurt by the other

Tales in denial

Anger for a lover

Visions to behold

Captivating the audience

Lottery of gold

Photos in a camera

A gift in a pen

Absence of heartfelt

Advice never taken

What did you get

Blogs in a web

Fly on a wall

Spoken in my head

Taking me to bed

All the words we read

Everything we write

Is all there is to learn

In the bloggers own insight

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A Bugs Advice; If you find yourself flying in a blue dream, don’t fly into the light. ~ Wade Lancaster (poems of a moth)

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Swim Home With The Sorrow

Placing all your faith in the virtual world keeps you from real world opportunities.

Fly-fish drifts on the northern wind.
Goldfish basks in the western sun.
From southward seas the catfish cries.
From the east the hammerheads drum.
The sailors on the dock heard my song.
And I could see the adoration on their faces as I drank it all in.
But then they stepped into the sea.
None of the men made an attempt to swim, and they drowned.
I lifted the dead bodies back onto the land.
I could barely swim home with the sorrow.
My sisters taunted me.
Even the town changed its name.
Hattie Hormel.
As it reminded me of what I had done.
I knew I should have mourned those men.
Because I AM the virtual sea.

 

Acoustical Candy
Pardon Me ~~ (If this song sucks don’t blame me blame her)

Can You Imagine

Can you imagine

This passion we share
Thunder clapping
As I clasped your hair
The light from above
Lightning strikes deep
Climax in unison
Pleasure so deep
Eyes locked in focus
Sweet kisses we reap
Air shared in abundance
Snuggled spooning complete

Feel us enter
A love that’s so rare
Hearts beating together
Together as one
Whispering forever
True love never ends
Brushing your hair softly
Fingers to cheek
Closeness of bodies
Drift off to sleep
Goodnight sweet dreams

On A Tin Roof

In the deafening silence
Under the brilliance of darkness
A tin roof plays a melody
From clouds above
Towards gravitational flow
Spirals of vapor
Water does flow
By the light of a candle
Peaceful serene
Aroma of incense
The music of clean
I surrender my senses
To Nature embrace
The sound of rain falling
On the roof of my space

Omniscient

Omniscient

Fan away essence in the past
The foul smells of remembrance
Breathe in today like there is no tomorrow
In as much when tomorrow arrives
Positive splendor abounds
For it is a new tomorrow
In consensual order
Reach discoveries
Then you will see
Before you can understand the meadow
You first need to understand
The blade of grass