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Thoughts on Old Photos XI

You won’t know the future by thinking, pondering or debating
but responding to the calling of a wife and a mother
and envisioning him respected at the city gate

 

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Posted on Aug 9, 2020Aug 8, 2020Categories PoemsTags old photoLeave a comment on Thoughts on Old Photos XI

Thoughts on Old Photos X

by sketching
you break me down in plain lines
part of me remains prominent
that, you cannot fathom

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Posted on Mar 18, 2020Mar 18, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags old photo5 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos X

Thoughts on Old Photos VIV

I painted you
into
an avalanche of sun glow
so my smeared hands
cannot fanthom
the beauty within

I locked you away
behind the canvas
so my weary eyes
show no more desire

I sealed your lips
in silence
so your whispers
penetrate my mind
no further

Your catatonia is
my salvation

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Posted on Mar 13, 2020Mar 13, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags old photo14 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos VIV

Thoughts on Old Photos VIII

She
Smiles
Semi teases
Some year some day
Still she will wait here
Shall I quit searching for love

Photographed by Joe Femia

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Posted on Mar 5, 2020Mar 5, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags love, old photo11 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos VIII

Thoughts on Old Photos VII

In darkness, I long for the light
In chaos, I long for the peace
In despair, I long for the angel’s wings

 

Photographed by David Mane

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Posted on Mar 4, 2020Mar 3, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags hope, old photo11 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos VII

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

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Posted on Mar 3, 2020Mar 4, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags farewell, old photo7 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos VI

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

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Posted on Mar 2, 2020Mar 2, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags old photo10 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos V

Thoughts on Old Photos III

I eventually gave in to the relentless roaring waves.

My shadow was slashed into ripples of reflection.

That was the reality of my broken heart.

 

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Photographed by Joe Femia

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Posted on Feb 24, 2020Mar 2, 2020Categories PoemsTags old photo9 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos III

Thoughts on Old Photos II

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

 

Photographed by Joe Femia

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Posted on Feb 23, 2020Mar 2, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags old photo7 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos II

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

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Posted on Feb 22, 2020Mar 2, 2020Categories Poem Collection, PoemsTags memory, old photo15 Comments on Thoughts on Old Photos I
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