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Story Of Our Lives #117
… on… the macro verse….
I’ve long been fascinated with macro photography. It’s so hard to do it right. And I’m usually too lazy to carry a tripod around so I’ve never really bothered. But lately, as my previous post shows. I’ve started getting into the so-called groove of close-up and macro imaging. I still don’t use a tripod – all handheld – so the number of useable images are limited.
This morning was a beautiful frosty December morning and I decided to go to a local park close to downtown and only about 5 minutes from my apartment. Here are two of the images I was able to use from this morning along with two new haiku. Hope you enjoy them.
Frosty mornings
Inhale a crispy frozen breath
I gasp, in love
Whiplash wind storm
When I am lost you bend me back
See what’s behind
The music moment is provided by the Tindersticks. Their song FROZEN from their recent album – The Something Rain.
… on… speaking….
…on…offense & free speech…
“We shouldn’t teach people to stop using certain words. We should teach them to stop being affected by them.”
~ Daniel Ganama
…on one spring evening…
…faint glow of incense burning
night of a thousand warriors
plum blossoms in the rain…
…frail attempts…
eyes brighten
morning sky wakes
jasmine tea
>>>>>>>>
meditations
yesterdays flowers are dead
dry fire burning
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shattered reflections
fish jumping through surface
new reality
word choices…
Have you ever been misunderstood, misinterpreted and felt just completely ineffective when you talk. I know I have.
Maybe it’s not what we say but HOW we say it – the words we use to express ourselves.
... on being and becoming ... 