This poem was written for the Picture Poetry Contest. It is a response to this image: Transparency The sun behind the stones, The people in the crag, His hands in his pockets, Her hands behind her gown. We hide what we can see: These people, the earth, and me. The sun behind the clouds, The rain ...
A collection of emotive photographs I did.
The weekend before last was the Godiva Festival in Coventry. It consists of a procession through town that ends in the Memorial Park just outside the City Centre. There is then a music festival over a couple of days which has grown in recent years. The procession was nice to look at, and had the usual floats and bands passing by. ...
You Haunt Me Still Let me be as honest as I can which isn't so very far as you walk around with a piece of my soul. I am chasing your ghost living or dead and you always remain just on the fringe of my reality. Do I run my fingers through the flame because I enjoy feeling the burn? Using your image to torture myself because I need to have ...
"Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be..." Now, I don't know about you guys, but I think this quote is saying that love shouldn't be spoken, but shown...although something seems to be missing from my interpretation...it may be that I didn't interpret it right at all... what are your takes on it? Please? I may not be looking at it from the right angle... I would like to know the true meaning of this quote...it's so pretty.
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