𝒮𝓊𝓃𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter
—John Keats

If I’m holding your hand, I’m already home…

Held steady even as the tide shifts…

Enamorandote…

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“The death of human empathy is one of the earliest and most telling signs of a culture about to fall into barbarism.”

—Hannah Arendt.

Photo: Rimel Neffati Patience is power. It’s not the absence of action rather it is timing. Waiting for the right time to act, for the right reasons, and in the right way. If you find yourself in a dance where patience becomes unwise, take action and leave the dance. Sometimes we have to know when to dance and when to not. #poetry

Patience is power.
It’s not the absence of
action, it’s timing.
Waiting for the right
time, the right
reasons, and the
right way.
If you find yourself
in a dance where
patience becomes
unwise, take action,
leave the dance.
Sometimes we have
to know when to dance
and when to not.

Bonjour

Est-elle brune, blonde ou rousse? Je l’ignore.
Son nom? Je me souviens qu’il est doux et sonore,
Comme ceux des aimés que la vie exila.
Paul Verlaine

Hiroshi Watanabe.

Handfuls of kindness, pressed like petals.

small ornamental star in my garden, green foliage, afternoon sun from yesterday

with the night now
as if dropped from
a great height

falling

Alice Oswald, from
Evening Poem

“The Way to do is to be.”

Lao Tzu.

Dramatic sunset at John’s Bay, Maine. En plein air watercolor from summer.

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Birds eating from plate of seed, blackbirds, wren, robins, goldfinches, bluetits, snow scene, tree in background and hanging branches, painting.

Morning.
🖼️ Eric Tansley

In quest of your echo.

And if tomorrow brings the rain, I'll love you just the same

Mary Nelson Sinclair

Catching Rays
—Merr Watson

Jo Stephen

Let today be gentle with you and let you be gentle with yourself. That is more than enough…

I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It's all a question of how I view my life
—Paulo Coelho

you write poetry to my poetry, a lullaby to put my words to ease

going through the book
and turning the pages
hoping that at least one
will hold your name
and that in my story
you will remain

Tomorrow or forever, I'm dreaming of you.

Artist: Ferdinand von Wright (Finnish, 1822-1906)
Title: "Jays" (1877)
Medium: oil on canvas (38.5 x 47 cm)
Finnish National Gallery, Helsinki, Finland.

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Photo of a winter landscape through the damp window of a train.

penultimate station
undone by your light