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Solitary Wanderings: June 2013
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Not all who wander are lost. J R R Tolkien. Dearest Wanderers, thank you for wandering far and wide - far enough and wide enough to wander back. I have caught a poetry bug - or it has captured me. This one is from a couple moons ago. The moon is drifting, drifting,. O’er the world below,. The mist is lifting, lifting,. Born of glittering snow. The dancing sprites of Northern Lights. Are bending, bowing low,. While mist is lifting, the moon is drifting. 8216;Cross the glittering snow. Through the ocean sky.
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Solitary Wanderings: Looking down into the sky...
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Not all who wander are lost. J R R Tolkien. Looking down into the sky. Looking down into the sky,. What is there to see? Whisp'ring waves reflecting on. An amber line of languid clouds. Wrapped in dressing gown;. A flitting flock of feathered friends. Flying – upside down. Looking down into the sky. What is there to see? Two startled eyes, some flailing limbs,. And a bobbing Tiffany. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Joanne and Mr. Joanne. Somewhere, right now. Looking down into the sky.
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Solitary Wanderings: Swiss Cheese
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Not all who wander are lost. J R R Tolkien. Vowing that this one would be different. This blog wouldn't fizzle out like so many others. I would stick to it and continue posting. Only I didn't, as you can see. Hark! The sound of crunching as I eat my hollow words. Not work, perhaps? Ho, ho, so silly. Thank you, smarty pants. Please excuse us for a moment. Wouldn't it be wonderful to write full time? Writing is shockingly similar to painting. I prefer realism when it comes to painting, although I admir...
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Binary Soda: Day 353
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Friday, July 22, 2011. The minutes and seconds,. Each moment glinting of good and broken glass. For my heart cries its tears in real time,. Tracing a map of somewhere-eles I haven't been. Showing the way back home,. Could you actually see the pain,. Wrought by illogical desires. Oh, the sadness, only shows, that joy is possible. This emptiness echos of being filled. That when I have accomplished my dreams,. I am only left with a longing, an echo. Good, working in ways higher and better,. I really like th...
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Binary Soda: Day 352
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Thursday, July 21, 2011. Follow the flow of the game,. Paths long were ingrained, but,. Was it all only about connecting the dots? What was the point? Look to the end! Look, I say,. For the Hope is more powerful than,. We could find strength to hope. And out of hope, comes joy. S earch, and you will find! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Le Blogs of Spectacular. Maybe i'm Just a Dreamer. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
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Binary Soda: Day 354
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Saturday, July 23, 2011. Stand up, please! The command echoed through the long, sun light room. The man stood with the rest of the statesmen, nervously chewing his rubber gum. He shuffled his powdered wig. Itchy. It was really.really. itchy. His nose itched too. Too much powder. The guards at the door stamped their feet and turned to open the grand doors. They stood aside as the king swished through the doors. The sneeze rose like a hurricane in his throat. Boy, I am so lucky! March 13, 2013 at 1:54 AM.
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Binary Soda: Day 348
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Sunday, July 17, 2011. The quiet thunder sounds off,. And takes a bow. We stood quaking in our boots. The sight, a sight to behold,. Told us all we needed to know,. But our hearts could not comprehend it. The lively light cut deep,. Clearing out the dark,. Through the terrible jungle,. A storm of rebellion rains boiling rocks,. Still, the stillness won't let me go,. And I am glad for Light. Aria, aria" . I can not speak,. Simply for there are no words to say. Standing at last here with my Love,.
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Binary Soda: July 2011
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Tuesday, July 26, 2011. I'm so tired but i can't sleep. My mind is full but i can't speak. Among the dust of the hard-to-reach, I'm stuck. Right here, somewhere between side a and side b. I could call it compromise. Or just an intermission. Some kind of consolation prize. For the race i never finished. I want to turn these tired gears. I want to feel the follow-through,. Some kind of equilibrium…. Something to set my watch to. I'm here, somewhere between. Victory and a white flag. Call it a compromise.
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Binary Soda: Day 341
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Sunday, July 10, 2011. Water the sea,. And plant a wave. And watch it grow. Up big enough,. To tickle your toes. May 15, 2012 at 9:12 AM. I love the picture! And the first part of the song sounded like it was recorded in a bathtub lol. May 15, 2012 at 11:49 AM. When I first saw this picture I thought, Fish-eye lens! Only I dont really like fish-eye lenses, but I do love this picture. Cool music as well - very original. May 16, 2012 at 3:04 AM. The music i love! Tis very oceany indeed!
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Binary Soda: Day 356
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Monday, July 25, 2011. If you listen,. To the damp dew. They hum a song. Of flashing light,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Le Blogs of Spectacular. Maybe i'm Just a Dreamer. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
