Thursday, June 28, 2012

Song of the Birds




Thanks to Nata

Now you possess all that you dreamed of,


"the key to your future."

take your prize
and
let me fade away.




Tuesday, June 26, 2012

your voice

Tim Walker



your voice

"your voice
i lean to struggle against the wind
the sound fills the desert and covers within like a warm blanket
the excitement washes over my skin like tiny diamonds

you call out her name with colours that reach the heavens
as i touch the ocean floor
and i say "chow," bella... at last i heard your voice"

-- Anonymous  

Tim Walker




Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

floating

via 
Flickr

An image of poetry with the beautiful calm of floating.



Very soon I'll find that void and let everything only wash over me.  I can almost feel the water now.
I say goodbye to you dear friend, 17 years of creamy yellow fur and unconditional love.  You press your head in my lap as if to say, "I love you, please let me go."  While you wait in the cool grass I spend the day with my lens pointed to the new life growing inside a beautiful woman.  Draping fabric to accentuate the anticipation of new beginnings, every caring fold.  While I hold my breath to click the shutter you are only a few feet away struggling to take your last.  I send them on their way to their life of this new astonishing joy.  I take you for a last ride holding you all the way.  And in the final dose I don't know why I thought you would go with a whimper and a soft sigh for you screeched out a loud scream and I screamed with you in spite of myself.  Dim your eyes and heart and rest.  In only one more day I'll be taking fleeting moments under the cool water with the warmth of you in my heart gentle boy. 








Wednesday, June 6, 2012

waiting game...


because, surly they will come together again.
Sarah Moon

Tuesday, June 5, 2012