BlogHide Resteemsresteemedcountrygirl (66)in photofeed • 7 years agodarkness and lightdarkness cannot drive out darkness—only light can do that hate cannot drive out hate—only love can do that Martin Luther King, Jr. walk while you still have light lest the darkness…resteemedfivealive55 (56)in photofeed • 7 years agoCache Creek Reflections in Northern CaliforniaReflection at Cache Creek Canon T3i, 10-24mm, 1/125sec, f/7.1, ISO 200 [5184x3456] Click on image for large size Cache creek is in Northern California near Clear Lake. We were camped out…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoMaplesI went back one day To try to find A memory I left behind For the mind is false And often lies Erasing facts Or overwrites But places endure The change of years Though ghosts may cloud…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoOf Trees and MenThe tragedy of life Is a twisted sacrifice Nature often makes of trees That never touch the sky. At night, their trunks Form arches, and not columns, That bend across the level line Of earth…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoPromiseI came from a dark salt sea Burst into light In a cloud of bubbles, Up from the depth Of nothingness Only to behold Your loveliness. And you ask me If I ever cared Or stayed by you…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoFatalAny man whose errors take a lifetime to correct is a fatal man Oppenheimer (with apologies) Past midnight and I’m writing The wind outside Shuddering against the street, The gnashing and…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoUnfinishedNow I know what a ghost is. Unfinished business, that's what. ― Salman Rushdie Faint above the ticking clock The ceaseless tread of time The passage of your days Drawing circles in the…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoNatural and Human StormsThe wind-stepped water In squalls by the pond— All day long One storm, then another And I take your hands Like gentle flowers... That blossom Into awareness © 2017, John J Geddes. All…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoAll That Disturbs Our PeaceWe’re familiar now There’s no strangeness Or disappointment It’s not as bright As those first mornings Not as colorful Or full of excitement I’m not a kite aloft Blown to Mexico You’re…resteemedwandrnrose7 (65)in poetrychallange • 7 years agoThe History of a Muse - Original PoetryThe History of a Muse She is his muse, fair haired whisp, a tangled mess of smiles and whirling emotion Kaliedscope moored and anchored, A harbor storing sweet devotion. Her…resteemedfiftysixnorth (63)in photography • 7 years agoTips for Improving your Long Exposure PhotographyLong exposure photography is a fun and creative way to take a shot. It can dramatically change a scene and opens up new possibilities for what you can do with an image. It is however very easy to…resteemedpapa-pepper (80)in photography • 7 years agoCLOSE TO THE CREATURES WITH PAPA – ARMADILLOI got to take my turn at trying! Yesterday I shared about how we got some really good photos of some armadillos by me holding them still and our seven year daughter taking some pictures with my…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoReflectionToday I saw my face Reflected in a mirror— Peaceful No longer striving, No signs of strain… The kind of face A boy would choose For when he became a man I thought of the portrait Of my…resteemedpapa-pepper (80)in homesteading • 7 years agoGROWING OUR OWN FEED SCOOPS - A HOW-TO ON MAKING A RENEWABLE UTENSIL FROM A GOURDThis was a fun one! After many years of wanting to, we finally grew some of our own birdhouse gourds and dipper gourds this year. I think that growing useful things besides food is a great idea…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoAbandonedIf you should ever leave Autumn storms would erode And fissure me with tear trails I'd be a watercolour in the rain. Every memory would run and mar And tears would wash away The image of…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoA ConfessionYou write about love beautifully She said, and smiled, I envy your wife. I grinned ruefully. She had a picture In her head That I was Cyrano Rhapsodizing Deb Improvising Beautiful…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoMy Private StarThe skies are painted with unnumbered sparks. They are all fire and every one doth shine, But there's but one in all doth hold his place. —Shakespeare I have my own star That sails over the…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoJust a ManI am yours But want to be More than the man You see of me Stronger And silent Capable Spontaneous Everything I’m not But want to be More than the man You see of me. You paint…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 7 years agoGypsy MoonBlue shadows of evening Fill the gap Between the trees Soften the street And perhaps, even me. The yellow window squares Are tiny pictures Of other lives And I wonder If the people…resteemedselfbuiltcamper (55)in photography • 7 years agoWhite MountainsThis panoramic picture was taken while I was passing through the snow covered mountains in southern Scotland north of Loch Lomond using an IPhone 6 Plus.
