Posts Tagged With: Floor

saxophones

Posted on 16/09/2022 by Nightpoet

“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”

~ Carl Sandburg ~

000 saxophones 1

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in October 2017.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Alone, Beauty, Beeswax, Breath, Breeze, Carp, Cosmic Pie, Cuttlebone, Death, Digital Imagery, Down, Fading, Floor, Friends, Heavenly, Home, Horror, Life, Lips, Mica, Mind, Music, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Saxophones, Sky, Sound, Spiritual, Symphony, Trees, Up, Walls, Wild | 1 Comment

the key of wonder

Posted on 15/07/2022 by Nightpoet

“The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly…

not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.”

~ Henry Miller ~

000 the key of wonder

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in May 2015.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Arias, Bed, Birds, Branches, Bucket, Digital Imagery, Faces, Feathers, Floor, Fringe, Honeypot, Imagination, Key, Lace, Life, Love, Mea Culpa, Nectar, Neighbours, Nipples, Perspective, Photography, Pieces, Pilgrims, Poetry, Prisons, Rosaries, Scrubbing, Shit, Smiling, Songs, Teats, Wonder | 1 Comment

a place i called home

Posted on 22/05/2022 by Nightpoet

“There are places we fear, places we dream,

places whose exiles we became

and never learned it until, sometimes, too late.”

~Thomas Pynchon ~

000 a place i called home

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

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Ambience, Atmosphere, Danced, Digital Imagery, Floor, Fluid, Ghosts, Home, Immersion, Life, Light, Lighting, Objects, Paris, Perspective, Photography, Pictures, Place, Poetry, Pools, Secretions, Shadows, Silence, Sound, Street Art, Walls | 3 Comments

half the truth

Posted on 26/01/2022 by Nightpoet

“Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature.”

~ Martin H. Fischer ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of street art taken in Paris in September 2017.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Crawling, Digital Imagery, Dimensions, Ebb Tide, Eye, Floor, Life, Paris, Photography, Poetry, Shadows, Spiders, Street Art, Truth, Unconsciousness, Wall | 1 Comment

DRANK

Posted on 04/06/2021 by Nightpoet

“Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.”

~ George Bernard Shaw ~

000 drank

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in June 2021.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Alcohol, Digital Imagery, Drinking, Floor, More, Photography, Poetry | 1 Comment

CONTINUES TO CONFUSE

Posted on 26/04/2021 by Nightpoet

“Confusion will be my epitaph

as I crawl a cracked and broken path,

if we make it we can all sit back and laugh,

but I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying…”

~ Peter Sinfield ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in April 2021.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Abuse, Ashes, Beds, Boulevard, Braids, Breadcrumb, Chaos, Confuse, Cows, Crazy, Crooning, Digital Imagery, Dreams, Feelings, Feet, Finger, Floor, Hair, Mattresses, Mooing, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Slow Motion, Steers, Thistle, Thorns, Tide | 1 Comment

NO REHEARSAL

Posted on 15/09/2020 by Nightpoet

“Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.”

~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo of my lovely Ladies taken sometime around 1991.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Air, Bed, Digital Imagery, Exhausted, Fair, Fender, Floor, Gibson Les Paul Custom, Guitars, Life, Love, Music, Notes, Orgasmic, Ovation, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Pure, Rickenbacker, Sex, Sing, Song, Strings, Table, Voice, Wall, Yamaha | 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

MOO

Posted on 10/09/2020 by Nightpoet

“Ah, but I was so much older then,

I’m younger than that now…”

~ Bob Dylan ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in the Bavarian Alps in July 2013.

Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: Answers, Bible, Bone, Bovine, Brick House, Credentials, Digital Imagery, Eyes, Floor, Hand, Heifer, Kisses, Libel, Life, Love, Moo, Mountain, Mouth, Perspective, Photography, Pie Pan, Pita, Poetry, Prancers, Prudential, Ribbons, Rita, Rubies, Silk Purse, Sky, Smile, Sore, Tongue, Udder | 1 Comment

SAXOPHONES

Posted on 25/06/2020 by Nightpoet

“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”

~ Carl Sandburg ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in October 2017.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Alone, Beauty, Beeswax, Breath, Carp, Cosmic Pie, Cuttlebone, Death, Digital Imagery, Down, Fading, Floor, Friends, Heavenly, Home, Horror, In, Life, Lips, Mica, Mind, Music, Out, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Saxophones, Sky, Sound, Spiritual, Symphony, Trees. Breeze, Up, Walls, Wild | 1 Comment

PUZZLETRY

Posted on 19/05/2020 by Nightpoet

“Much like life, you don’t complete a puzzle

by throwing away the pieces.”

~ Craig D. Lounsbrough ~

Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in 1994.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Digital Imagery, Floor, Haphazardly, Imagination, Life, Missing Piece, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Puzzle, Time | 1 Comment

FOSSIL

Posted on 09/03/2020 by Nightpoet

“Language is fossil Poetry.”

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~

Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in March 2020.

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Acoustics, Ammonites, Chasteness, Digital Imagery, Disguise, Elastic, Emotions, Floor, Fossil, Frayed, Kissing, Licorice, Life, Lines, Lips, Memories, Mesmerized, Mineralized, Music, Night, Old, Past, Perspective, Phosphorites, Photography, Poetry, Postulating, Remember, Sacrifice, Salivating, Sea, Slithered, Song, Stone Faced, Syncopating, Thighs, Time, Wasted, White Lies, Young | 1 Comment

JOURS ÉTRANGES

Posted on 26/10/2019 by Nightpoet

“The nearer I come to the end of my days,

the more I am enabled to see that strange thing,

a life, and to see it whole.”

~ Simone de Beauvoir ~

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

Categories: Photography, Poetry | Tags: Ambience, Beauty, Breasts, Ceiling, Curtain, Deception, Digital Imagery, Dissimulation, Emotions, Eyes, Fingers, Floor, Head, Hyperbole, Life, Love, Metaphor, Paris, Passion, Photography, Poetry, Puffery, Satiation, Sex, Tapestry, Tenses, Tongue, Walls, Words | 1 Comment

HALF THE TRUTH

Posted on 13/12/2018 by Nightpoet

“Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature.”

~ Martin H. Fischer ~

Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo of street art taken in Paris in September 2017.

Posts Tagged With: Floor

saxophones

“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”

the key of wonder

“The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly…

not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.”

a place i called home

“There are places we fear, places we dream,

places whose exiles we became

and never learned it until, sometimes, too late.”

half the truth

“Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature.”

DRANK

“Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.”

NO REHEARSAL

“Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.”

BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

“A closed mouth catches no flies.”

MOO

“Ah, but I was so much older then,

I’m younger than that now…”

SAXOPHONES

“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”

PUZZLETRY

“Much like life, you don’t complete a puzzle

by throwing away the pieces.”

FOSSIL

“Language is fossil Poetry.”

JOURS ÉTRANGES

“The nearer I come to the end of my days,

the more I am enabled to see that strange thing,

a life, and to see it whole.”

HALF THE TRUTH

“Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature.”

NIGHTPOET

WELCOME TO NIGHTPOETRY

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Posts Tagged With: Floor

“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly…

not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“There are places we fear, places we dream,

places whose exiles we became

and never learned it until, sometimes, too late.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Confusion will be my epitaph

as I crawl a cracked and broken path,

if we make it we can all sit back and laugh,

but I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying…”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“A closed mouth catches no flies.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Ah, but I was so much older then,

I’m younger than that now…”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Sob on the long cool winding saxophones. Go to it, O jazzmen.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Much like life, you don’t complete a puzzle

by throwing away the pieces.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Language is fossil Poetry.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“The nearer I come to the end of my days,

the more I am enabled to see that strange thing,

a life, and to see it whole.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

“Truth is rarely writ in ink; it lives in nature.”

SPREAD THE WORD:

Like this:

NIGHTPOET

WELCOME TO NIGHTPOETRY

RECENT SOJOURNS

ANCIENT GALLERY (please browse)

FROZEN MOMENTS