just one ~

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to calm the nerves

to quiet the mind

to dull the pain

but ~ ~ ~ at what price?

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9pm – the view from my driveway – snow encrusted with ice and frosted with lamplight

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lyrics and melodies

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stories of a time long passed

feeling each word deep inside

tears…quietly slow dancing

singing to sad songs

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a few of many

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perchance

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spirit from another world

drowning in obscurity

reaching for the sky above

may a heart grab hold?

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photographer – Jordan

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a tidbit:  Ever since I laid eyes on this photograph, I have been mesmerized.  Each time I look at it, I see something different – all so beautiful and unique.   I do, however, see one commonality and that would be…loneliness. 

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the sting

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the sun rising in the east

trail of tears along the road

sparkle like slivers of glass

stinging the spirit

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in reverence

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a quiet sentinel looms

high above the world below

unselfishly breathes it’s soul

grace rooted in life

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photographer – my Jordan

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4:45am

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under changing shades of blue

chasing many bends and curves

pondering the day ahead

quiet and alone

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entree du jour

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a vast array of entrees

tease the palate of desire

much to partake and enjoy

a plate full of life

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mid-afternoon at Lily Lake

achoo!

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beware of little green buds

invasion is imminent

ammunition is required

enjoy the Spring air!

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