Posts Tagged With: Breasts

TEAT TIPIS

Posted on 23/09/2020 by Nightpoet

“Most of our ancestors were not perfect ladies and gentlemen.

The majority of them weren’t even mammals.”

~ Robert Anton Wilson ~

Digitally enhanced image from a untitled illustration by Geoffrey Bartholomew created in 1980.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Ancestors, Babbles, Banners, Breasts, Digital Imagery, Imagination, Knots, Lips, Milky, Mornings, Night, Ninnies, Nipple, Nuts, Perspective, Pips, Poetry, Polyester, Proud, Quips, Rhymes, Shadows, Skin, Teats, Terpsichore, Tie-Dyed, Tipis, Tongue, Trees, Twats, Twisters, Words | 1 Comment

OVERKILL

Posted on 21/09/2020 by Nightpoet

“Nobody leaves this place without singing the blues.”

~ Albert Collins ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in June 2019.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Blues, Bombs, Breasts, Breath, Chaos, Circles, Corner, Darkness, Death, Digital Imagery, Distress, Extreme Unction, Finger, Glasses, Life, Madness, Mess, Milk, Neck, Neglect, Overkill, Paris, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Purple, Scene, Shadows, Spirals, Virgin Birth | 1 Comment

BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

Posted on 14/09/2020 by Nightpoet

“A closed mouth catches no flies.”

~ Miguel De Cervantes ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in June 2018.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Balled, Blossoms, Breasts, Brushed, Coins, Digital Imagery, Doors, Dreamer, Emotions, Eyes, Felt, Floor, Life, Loins, Love, Memories, Nipples, Paris, Passion, Photography, Poetry, Sex, Shivers, Sighs, Sin, Siren, Song, Spring, Teats, Thighs, Wall | 1 Comment

IN HER I HAD EVERYTHING

Posted on 20/08/2020 by Nightpoet

“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.

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 | 4 Comments

LIVING WITH THE RISKS

Posted on 03/08/2020 by Nightpoet

“Everything is dangerous.

If it wasn’t so, life wouldn’t be worth living.”

~ Oscar Wilde ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in May 2019.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Breasts, Bristle, Contagious, Contenders, Crown, Curtain, Delicate, Digital Imagery, Emotions, Feelings, Feet, Fingers, Fists, Heart, Life, Love, Memories, Outrageous, Pages, Paris, Passion, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Pretenders, Risks, Salt, Sex, Sing, Slept, Splinters, Stage, Thistle, Threats, Throat, Throne, Ticket, Tongue, Whistle | 1 Comment

LINES FOR A LOVER NOT NEXT TO ME

Posted on 05/07/2020 by Nightpoet

“Absence – that common cure of love.”

~ Lord Byron ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in August 2017.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Anguish, Beauty, Breasts, Breath, Centuries, Darkness, Dawn, Death, Desperation, Devour, Digital Imagery, Emotions, Exist, Eyes, Feeling, Heart, Imagination, Imprisoned, Life, Love, Memories, Night, Oblivion, Paris, Passion, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Season, Sleepless, Stars, Time, Walls, Wish, Worlds | 1 Comment

THUMPER

Posted on 27/06/2020 by Nightpoet

“The very essence of romance is uncertainty.”

~ Oscar Wilde ~

Enhanced image developed from a digital painting created in Spring 2000.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Bait, Beauty, Bones, Breasts, Cheeks, Darkness, Digital Imagery, Dream, Emotions, Fishing, Gasping, Gills, Hands, Kisses, Lean, Light, Limbs, Lines, Love, Lungs, Moon, Moonlight, Night, Nipples, Opiate, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Reason, Ribs, Sex, Sigh, Skin, Sleep, Squirm, Time, Touch, Worm | 1 Comment

THE VERY FIRST TIME

Posted on 22/05/2020 by Nightpoet

“The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started.”

~ T. S. Eliot ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken on the Canary Island of La Palma in 1994.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Beauty, Bistros, Blind Man, Braille, Breasts, Cafés, Conversing, Dance, Digital Imagery, Drinking, Eating, Emotions, Fingers, Life, Love, Memories, Night, Nipples, Nuance, Pale, Passion, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Restaurants, Savouring, Secretions, Sex, Square, Summer, Sweat, Time, Wetness, Window | 3 Comments

SERPENTINE EYES

Posted on 06/05/2020 by Nightpoet

“I will have my serpent’s tongue,

my woman’s voice, my sexual voice, my poet’s voice.

I will overcome the tradition of silence.”

~ Gloria E. Anzaldúa ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in September 2007.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Beauty, Breasts, Darkness, Death, Desire, Digital Imagery, Emotions, Erotica, Eyes, Face, Fire, Fists, Fuck, Hiss, Life, Lips, Love, Magma, Naked, Nipples, Passion, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Pumice, Serpentine, Sex, Shining, Snake-Like, Suck, Sweating, Tattered, Thighs, Torn, Wet | 1 Comment

QUICK SKETCH

Posted on 28/04/2020 by Nightpoet

“I love the abstract, delicate, profound, vague,

voluptuously wordless sensation of living ecstatically.”

~ Anaïs Nin ~

Digitally enhanced pixeleen image modeled in April 2001 and created in April 2020.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Beauty, Breasts, Crescendo, Darkness, Desire, Dew, Digital Imagery, Dogs, Down, Echoes, Elysium, Emotions, Erotica, Fields, Fingers, Gutter, Life, Love, Lust, Night, Orgasmic, Pants, Passion, Perspective, Photography, Pockets, Poetry, Pudgy, Sex, Shadows, Sketch, Skin, Slither, Soft, Sonatas, Song, Streets, Swan, Walls, Warm, White, Window | 1 Comment

Posts Tagged With: Breasts

TEAT TIPIS

“Most of our ancestors were not perfect ladies and gentlemen.

The majority of them weren’t even mammals.”

OVERKILL

“Nobody leaves this place without singing the blues.”

BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

“A closed mouth catches no flies.”

IN HER I HAD EVERYTHING

“A thought that sometimes makes me hazy:

Am I – or are the others crazy?”

LIVING WITH THE RISKS

“Everything is dangerous.

If it wasn’t so, life wouldn’t be worth living.”

LINES FOR A LOVER NOT NEXT TO ME

“Absence – that common cure of love.”

THUMPER

“The very essence of romance is uncertainty.”

THE VERY FIRST TIME

“The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started.”

SERPENTINE EYES

“I will have my serpent’s tongue,

my woman’s voice, my sexual voice, my poet’s voice.

I will overcome the tradition of silence.”

QUICK SKETCH

“I love the abstract, delicate, profound, vague,

voluptuously wordless sensation of living ecstatically.”

NIGHTPOET

WELCOME TO NIGHTPOETRY

RECENT SOJOURNS

ANCIENT GALLERY (please browse)

FROZEN MOMENTS

VIEWER’S FAVOURITES

FLÂNEURS

Posts Tagged With: Breasts

“Most of our ancestors were not perfect ladies and gentlemen.

The majority of them weren’t even mammals.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Nobody leaves this place without singing the blues.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“A closed mouth catches no flies.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“A thought that sometimes makes me hazy:

Am I – or are the others crazy?”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Everything is dangerous.

If it wasn’t so, life wouldn’t be worth living.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Absence – that common cure of love.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“The very essence of romance is uncertainty.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“The end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“I will have my serpent’s tongue,

my woman’s voice, my sexual voice, my poet’s voice.

I will overcome the tradition of silence.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“I love the abstract, delicate, profound, vague,

voluptuously wordless sensation of living ecstatically.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

NIGHTPOET

WELCOME TO NIGHTPOETRY

RECENT SOJOURNS

ANCIENT GALLERY (please browse)

FROZEN MOMENTS

VIEWER’S FAVOURITES

FLÂNEURS