Your breath against my skin,
like soothing rain to
quench a mad thirst.
Never enough for this
parched soul’s desire,
savoring the moments
lest each be the last.
You are the wellspring of
enduring devotion
that colors my world.
CKP copyright 2017
...mostly it's photos of Vankleek Hill.
Dailys
The world around through my camera's lens
Rhymes and Reasons
The view from here ... Or here!
Discussions on life influences and travels
Observations of the illusion through the eyes of wonder...
creating order out of chaos, and vice versa
Life through Mindful Media
Becoming Unstuck
the phenomenon of reflection
Health, Beauty, and Natural Living
For all the traveling souls
Poetry Whispers In a Pulchritudinous Dialect
- We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us -
My 365 Day Journey Home
Be Original!
“Go, fly, roam, travel, voyage, explore, journey, discover, adventure.”
Traveller, photography
No matter what you have been through, you can feel good again
Photos, art - and a little bit of LIT.
Everyday
Psychosomatic Prose.
I journeyed thru the chaos, I danced in the rain, I am finding the fullness of life again.
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
A collective of poems and photos.
And then I stop and sit and eat.
You’ve created a very pretty composite, Cheryl. Lovely
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Thank you Dan.
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Lovely pics, AND words.
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Thank you so much!
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My pleasure
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😊
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