Tonight

Photograph by flimseflo
 
I hear your sounds tonight
in this deep dark night
the little little dancing
the loud loud noise
I see your sights tonight
in this deep dark night
the bright bright flashing
the hard hard strike
“angry night”
they say tonight
but I know you’re about…
dancing and flashing
loud and bright
snickering and smiling
all in pure delight
and I know you
    I feel you
for I was just [...]

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Touch…Feel

photograph by the opera mafia
“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched … but are felt in the heart.”
- Helen Keller

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Wanderer

Photograph by Blinkr

All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost.
—J.R.R. Tolkien

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Second Sight

Photograph by _schadenfreude
 
When words are a second sight then blindness can rob me of nothing.
I have written in darkness as if I have written in light.
 
- Raatkiranii (K.F.S)

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The Loss of Time

Photograph by sc-jurgen
“We take no note of time
But from its loss.”
- Edward Young

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Passages

Photograph by ryan loucks photography
 
Sometimes I write down passages from the books I read for the sheer beauty in which the words are written. Sometimes they are a mere three words and sometimes whole pages.
Sometimes it is the simplicity of the words that carry the complexity of a lifetime. And sometimes it is the complexity of [...]

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The Burden of Nothing

 
Photograph by Ana Santos
There are times when a body is so tired that even the mind feels its burden. The vitals that ought to function do so only as to assure that the basest form of survival is met. That the heart beats and the lungs take and give what they ought. There is no [...]

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Nothing More

Photograph by Lumase
“Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say.”
He said.
“Nothing more, never.”
- Alessandro Baricco (Silk p. 52)

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Between Here & The Horizon

Photograph by Ilina S.
“He could make out Hara Kei’s palace on the far side of the village, barely larger than the other houses, but surrounded by huge cedars that protected its solitude. Herve Joncour continued to look at it, as though there stood nothing else between here and the horizon. Thus he saw,
finally,
suddenly,
the sky above the [...]

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Where I Lie

Photograph by Michael A. Blanchard
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below, above, the vaulted sky.
- John Clare

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