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Me and my Window: 2/7/10 - 2/14/10
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Me and my Window. Friday, February 12, 2010. Circles under my eyes,. Brittle eyelashes wet with tears,. Pale cheeks.bruised lips.vacant heart. Friday, February 12, 2010. Tuesday, February 9, 2010. Because she could not face work today Patricia sent Margaret instead. She watched Margaret get dressed, comb her hair, look for the car keys. They rode in silence. There was nothing to say. She whispered. "Not now! Margaret sighed and went out to resume the case. No, she thought, today I'll send Valerie. In my ...
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Me and my Window: Clouds
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Me and my Window. Wednesday, March 31, 2010. Clouds are everywhere,. On my hair, on my lips. My skirt is a cloud, soft and weightless. I am making a chain with salt water beads. To adorn my neck, my ankles and wrists. I am searching for Freedom. I am boarding the vessel Mist has made for me,. I am floating, drifting. I'm beginning to. Photo by Weheartit.com. Wednesday, March 31, 2010. March 31, 2010 at 9:16 PM. Wowone of my faves.jusy beautiful! Alinayou are so full of creativity.endless spirit! The Secr...
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Me and my Window: 1/17/10 - 1/24/10
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Me and my Window. Friday, January 22, 2010. Now it is Loneliness who comes at night. Instead of Sleep, to sit beside my bed. Like a tired child I lie and wait her tread. I watch her softly blowing out the light. Motionless sitting, neither left or right. She turns, and weary, weary droops her head. She, too, is old; she, too, has fought the fight. So, with the laurel she is garlanded. Through the sad dark the slowly ebbing tide. Breaks on a barren shore, unsatisfied. Poem by Katherine Mansfield. Sunday, ...
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Me and my Window: 3/7/10 - 3/14/10
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Me and my Window. Wednesday, March 10, 2010. The days of our future stand in front of us. Like a row of little lit candles -. Golden, warm, and lively little candles. The days past remain behind us,. A mournful line of extinguished candles;. The ones nearest are still smoking,. Cold candles, melted, and bent. I do not want to look at them; their form saddens me,. And it saddens me to recall their first light. I look ahead at my lit candles. I do not want to turn back, lest I see and shudder. Thornborough...
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Me and my Window: These wolves, these thoughts
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Me and my Window. Thursday, April 8, 2010. These wolves, these thoughts. Just like a pack of hungry wolves. My thoughts surround me. I see their shiny eyes, feel their furry coats. And just like hungry wolves my thoughts follow me,. They watch my every move,. Just waiting. just panting. I cannot escape from these wolves, from these thoughts. And in my entrapment I am silent,. Awaiting the tragic end that's sure to befall me. Photo by Eugenio Recuenco. Thursday, April 08, 2010. April 8, 2010 at 11:10 AM.
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the snap art poem: March 2010
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The snap art poem. Pictures From This Blog. I ♥ Messages. Sky Watch Friday N°4. The Obelisk of Piazza Savoia. One Lovely Blog Award. The monument of Vittorio Emanuele II. Wednesday, 31 March 2010. It has been ages since I used a public phone. I thought I'd take pictures. Boring I know. Lol. I haven't had the time to get out much and take interesting photos. Hopefully, I'll be able to again, soon. Push - that's all it takes,. A few buttons depressed,. Cost - there is a price to pay,. More than a few cents,.
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the snap art poem: May 2010
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The snap art poem. Pictures From This Blog. I ♥ Messages. Alice in Wonderland in Graffiti. Sunday, 30 May 2010. Photos taken in Bukit Jalil, Malaysia. Conjured out of the air by The Lly Dilettante. Monday, 17 May 2010. Conjured out of the air by The Lly Dilettante. Labels: Llys Art Photos. Sunday, 16 May 2010. I managed to capture this shot just before it hopped off :D. Conjured out of the air by The Lly Dilettante. Saturday, 8 May 2010. Conjured out of the air by The Lly Dilettante. Sunday, 2 May 2010.
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the snap art poem: January 2011
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The snap art poem. Pictures From This Blog. I ♥ Messages. Saturday, 22 January 2011. Pan Mee in Tomato Soup, Fried Anchovies, and Fried Sui Kao :). Conjured out of the air by The Lly Dilettante. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Snap Art Poem. A collection of photographs, art, and a little poetry bumbled together by a dilettante, armed with a low-cost point and shoot camera, photo-editing software, and many many daydreams. All photos, artwork and poems are by me. DO NOT STEAL please. The Trail of Bread.
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Me and my Window: 1/24/10 - 1/31/10
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Me and my Window. Friday, January 29, 2010. Love is in the air. Love makes the wildest spirit tame. And the tamest spirit wild.". Poem by Alexis Delp. Photo by Weheartit.com. Friday, January 29, 2010. Monday, January 25, 2010. Arrived early and sat on my shoulder. I tried to ignore. And drown the thoughts in waves of distraction,. Did not move,. Monday, January 25, 2010. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A cat on my window. View my complete profile. Checklist untuk Memilih Perusahaan Peralatan penyewaan.
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the snap art poem: December 2009
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The snap art poem. Pictures From This Blog. I ♥ Messages. Have a Blessed Christmas. Sky Watch Friday N°2. The Slice of Polenta. Inside St. Peters Basilica, Vatican City. A light in the darkness. Gearing up for Christmas with the right Arsenal. On the walls of Lucca. Thursday, 31 December 2009. A whole year past and gone,. The play is over, the curtain is drawn,. Is there an applause, a thundering ovation? Or the terrible hiss of deprecation? But above and beyond all that I've done,. Wishing you a Blessed...
