that foot poised
as if ready for flight
the back arched
the head slightly tilted
a question there
to ask
but answers are wanting
on this side
of the world
that foot poised
as if ready for flight
the back arched
the head slightly tilted
a question there
to ask
but answers are wanting
on this side
of the world
Know the lived
Photos are NOT mine. Credits goes to their respective owners.If I didn't credit the photo SORRY, that means I couldn't find the owner...❤ My life is my choice! I'm going to live how I want. Good vibes only.
Crafting, Cooking & Journalling through Life
la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
....But if you stay in my lane long enough, you'll experience my emotions...
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Gesundheit - Rezepte - Reisen
Blog de literatura e artes
Urban art and culture
We're all on a road to somewhere.
My poetry is my religion.
poetry by Robert Ford
Wanting on this side of the world too. Closure is totally underestimated in this modern or postmodern world. Which reminds me of something I figured out. I think you know you are old when the world changes, the young have their way with new norms and fads, and I don’t like any of it. I gave digital music a chance, as an example, and it isn’t really music any more. It’s background noise or something poured directly in an ear. They can have it. I’ll tend my turntable and marvel at the depth of stage of my stereo… without frickin’ surround sound, thank you. I’m old. I listen to vinyl and appreciate the courtesy of closure. Ancient maybe. Anachronistic would be kind.
Hopefully the wait won’t be too long on either side of the world.