Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
Restlessness accompanies meon this sojourn today –unfazed by ripe redbelly of robin,or shimmering emeraldof breeding merganser’s crown. My lens seeks out decay –rotting wood, darkened cavities,as if my soul craves reassurancethat life persists even where deathhovers – I need a sign Discontent, I move on-drive the river roadsnail’s pace – praying forsomething to shakethis malaise […]
Interestingly, I do look towards the open sky, whenever I’m attending a funeral or inside a graveyard. Varied thoughts about purpose of life and heading towards the next phase circle in my mind on such occasions.
Thank you so much for sharing this capture with my challenge and apologies for check out your entry this late 🙂
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Yes, this perspective is more hopeful than looking down.
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beautifully and peacefully sad………
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Thanks Wendi
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Lovely captures!
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Thank you.
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Gorgeous! I love wandering through cemeteries and imagining all the stories of the people.
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Our town has seven trails, and one goes through the cemetery – a good place to take the camera. Thanks Heather.
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So beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. What skies lie ahead, I wonder.
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Me too my friend! 🙂 ❤
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When I saw the first photo, John Lee Hooker’s “Decoration Day” immediately came to mind.
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Well there’s a name I haven’t heard for a long time – had to give a listen. Thanks for that!
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