“A thought that sometimes makes me hazy:
Am I – or are the others crazy?”
~ Albert Einstein ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of the mineral Sepiolite taken in Paris in May 2018.
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in her i had everything
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Tags: Attempts, Backs, Balling, Bed, Blue, Brambles, Bread, Breasts, Butter, Clocks, Clutter, Digital Imagery, Emotions, Grumbles, Guests, Imagination, Lies, Life, Lifetimes, Lips, Love, Morning, Pandora's Box, Paris, Passion, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Preambles, Science, Semblance, Socks, Spikes, Tacks, Tests, Truth, Trysts, Tumbles
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IN HER I HAD EVERYTHING
“A thought that sometimes makes me hazy:
Am I – or are the others crazy?”
~ Albert Einstein ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of the mineral Sepiolite taken in Paris in May 2018.
© 2020 nightpoet all rights reserved
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Attempts, Backs, Balling, Bed, Blue, Brambles, Bread, Breasts, Butter, Clocks, Clutter, Digital Imagery, Emotions, Grumbles, Guests, Imagination, Lies, Life, Lifetimes, Lips, Love, Morning, Pandora's Box, Paris, Passion, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Preambles, Science, Semblance, Socks, Spikes, Tacks, Tests, Truth, Trysts, Tumbles
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CITY OF SHADOWS
“No man is an island.”
~ John Donne ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in May 2019.
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Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Backs, Beauty, Bistros, Cafés, Change, Cobbles, Conversing, Death, Digital Imagery, Drinking, Eating, Emotions, Forever, Future, Hair, Heart, Hibernation, Horse Chestnut Trees, Life, Love, Memories, Paris, Passion, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Rain, Shadows, Short Skirts, Shoulders, Smells, Sounds, Tastes, Time, Urban, Young Ladies
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