Caressing touches upon my soul
Holding fast, the memory
Of
Once upon a time
Allowing the image of dreams to come
Then drifting away before I can see
Today is no different than any other day
Only the pieces of the game have changed
This post is dedicated to #monochromemonday initiated by @old-guy-photos
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I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.
they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
warsan shire
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I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
#Steemusa is a growing community of quality-content people from the United States or those living here. Check us out on Discord!
I really love how you are doing your prose more often. You sure pack a lot of emotion and passion in such a few words. Bravo!
I always love to see you in the tags!
When everything is just a collection of dots.
A matrix over the pseudoscape of a false horizon.
Intellect waylaid by the simulacrum of harmony.
There is no grey area to capitulate.
One way forward always leads to decapitate
On the chessboard you must look up.
Three dimensions!
Are a must!
Short , sweet and beautiful have a lovely Monday my friend :)
Oh, can you tell how far behind I am running? Today is Tuesday, my friend. Your calendar is going backward again!!!
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Never mind we are all on the same page it's going on to Wednesday for me and i just posted Monday...i am trying hard to make the calendar go backward...lol :)
Can you push mine back while you are at it????
Only if i could my friend it would be my pleasure to do so..lol :)
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You love flowers and this common issues is being showed in your most of the post, but you have also a kind of expert to express your love and emotion into words. The game is always same, we are changed by day!
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beautiful flower. lucky person @old-guy-photos.
This flower photo is really embraces my heart and nice poetry.
It's a dogwood flower isn't it? They remind me of Vancouver BC. I was born there but moved to California with my parents when i was very young.
I love monochrome, I love it, love it, love it...
I agree witht he Old Guy Its great you are adding your poetry to posts so often these days you really have a gift for it and convey such wonderful messages beautifully and succinctly
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Such a beautiful flower. Monochrome does it fine justice, but your gems of thought always touch the heart.
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Time future and time past colliding into unceasing streams of present happenings! Good begets goodness!
Oh! How I need to behold the sacred moments!
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God gives another day just like the other day, they look the same but the pieces are different. That totally describes what's going on. I like your visuals, they make sense to me.
First time I am reading you since I joined PHC 2 days ago and I love the message of gratitude upfront of the content. ;)
Beautiful flower in monochrome, and your thought is a heigher level, just make complex to me for understanding your words.
Beautiful photography and prose, love it!
Especially true as this happens all the time:
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Hello there my friend. How have you been doing these past few days? You seem to be reminiscing on something from the past. I can feel that those are very warm memories.
Buen dia apreciada amiga,deseo se encuentre bien,no dejo de decirle lo bello de sus trabajos basados en las flores y toda su belleza,esta flor muy atractiva y esa forma ondulada o tan particular que tiene en sus bordes le dan mucha vistosidad e impacto a la vista,que pase un buen dia y Dios le acompañe siempre
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