Thoughts on Old Photos VI

Goodbye my love
I leave for no greener pasture
Keep my frozen gaze under lock and key

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Photographed by Joe Femia

Thoughts on Old Photos V

She is much sadder than you ever think.

Her world fades so far away from your reality.

She hides deeper within to keep your world in a constant warm glow.

 

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Photographed by Joe Femia

Thoughts on Old Photos IV

She faced the light

When all shades failed her

Her prayers went out the bars

They never came back void

Photographed by Joe Femia

Thoughts on Old Photos II

The world is safe
for a curious feline
hiding behind
a voiceless screen.

 

Photographed by Joe Femia

Thoughts on Old Photos I

Girl!
Why do you love
wandering along the beach?
Don’t you fear
the harsh wind
and blistering sun
rob you off your youth?

No.
I hide
in the sea shells by day
and wear
the stars by night.
The ocean
keeps me vigourous
and she leads me
to wondrous bliss.

Photographed by Joe Femia

Purple – The Colour Collection

One night
the lilac candle
in the wind
tango danced with
the rose of Sharon
by my window sill

That overwhelming
sense of seduction
fractured my mind

In my sleep
purple daisies
flooded my dreams

My remaining
sense of clarity
screamed for
the purification
of an amethyst

Yellow – The Colour Collection

She painted her nails in yellow
like the daisies thrive in desert

She painted her toes in yellow
like the sunflowers bloom on the beach

Her heart filled with sunshine
and the hope of forever green

 

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Rainbow – The Colour Collection

His manic anger
burned her into
fearful blues

The fresh cyan bruises
and old sallow scars
stole her royalty

Her once thriving life
descended with
Autumn leaves

Forest child – The Green Collection

he is quiet and reserved
enjoys the company of
trees and wild plants
birds and insects
are his family

he tells the time
by the shadows of the woods
he knows danger
by its sound
he nurtures his soul
by going deeper and deeper
into the forest

he wears moonlight
dances by the fire
sings over the wildflowers
sleeps in the cradle of
the jungle

he is a forest child
full of vitality
harmony
and
enigma

Shamrock – The Green Collection

Make your home in me

Father Son and the Spirit

We are bound in one

You promised You are for us

Who will be against us now