A grackle shimmers
sun highlighting blue – my mood
queer melancholy –
absent knocks, talks, minutiae
remains discomforting din.
(Photo mine)
A grackle shimmers
sun highlighting blue – my mood
queer melancholy –
absent knocks, talks, minutiae
remains discomforting din.
(Photo mine)
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This picture is very unique and it’s simplicity has left me awestruck. So uncomplicated
yet so beautiful! And those lines truly represent the current state of human mind!
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Thanks so much for dropping by and leaving a comment.
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Beautiful photo and I can relate to your words. Where we are now is very discomforting.
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True, Eugenia. Thanks.
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My pleasure!
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Lovely!
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Thanks!
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Love all the contrasts in this short poem. Light and dark, quiet and noisy. Especially enjoyed this pairing of words “disquieting din”.
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Thanks Susanne!
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Nice capture and words to go with!
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Thank you!
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So easy to fall into a funk these days,but so much easier to drag oneself out of it with timeout in nature…dread the coming days of winter…
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Agreed. Need to take lots of pictures now to carry me through.
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Loved it!:)
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Thanks!
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I love the grackle photo. He’s quite striking against the blurred yellow background. “Queer melancholy” and “discomforting din” are perfect to describe this surreal state of existence we find ourselves in.
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Thanks Liz. A very surreal time.
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You’re welcome, V.J. It’s such an odd headspace to be in now, where what we see is real, but not real at the same time.
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Well put.
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Thanks.
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Welcome.
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