“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
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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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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JUST A LITTLE LICK
“She was so small she could make mamba in a telephone booth.”
~ Bill Haley ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Salisbury, England in June 2007.
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Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Bacon, Barrows, Belly, Blue Jeans, Bottle, Bread, Brothers, Buried, Coda, Cotton, Digital Imagery, Dole, Drama, Fetish, Fingers, Hope, Imagination, Isotope, Jelly, Lick, Logic, Lust, Nipple, Oiling, Parsecs, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Quantum, Redundant, Robber Barons, Robots, Rope, Rusting, Sandwich, Socks, Sound, Street Singer, String Beans, Symphony, Teats, Telephone Booth, Tympani, Yeast
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