lockdown | discover | five | dish

chopped
sliced
sprinkled
salted
coriander’d
served up, as
a

dish

(with roast,
chicken)


*image with iPhone 11 Pro 4.25mm f/1.8 lens, my studio apartment, cantonments, accra, ghana*

For the newly reconstituted, and sorely missed, WordPress community’s latest initiative Discover Prompts Day Five: Dish. Thanks to Ben Huberman and the WordPress Discover team for stepping up to the plate.

Stay safe and well and let’s fight this thing together, and make sure we don’t forget the lessons we learn when we reach the other side.

lockdown | discover | four | street

i’d trade my street for yours
if i thought it would mend
your,
heart

our street(s)
today
winding toward nowhere

all our
streets
yours – mine – theirs
blocked

but, the street(s)
inside
our hearts

yes, even
yours

remain open, to our world

– a poem inspired by further on up the road, bruce springsteen and the sessions band, dublin


*image with iPhone 11 Pro 4.25mm f/1.8 lens, wall mural, cantonments, accra, ghana*

For the newly reconstituted, and sorely missed, WordPress community’s latest initiative Discover Prompts Day Four: Street. Thanks to Ben Huberman and the WordPress Discover team for stepping up to the plate.

Stay safe and well and let’s fight this thing together, and make sure we don’t forget the lessons we learn when we reach the other side.

one sunny mornin’ we’ll rise I know
and I’ll meet you further on up the road

– lyrics from further on up the road, bruce springsteen and the sessions band, dublin

lockdown | discover | three | song

sing me

a

song,
replete with sun-
shine

shine
your sweet, light
on this world
in,
pain

pain
shared by so,
many

many
the roads, we
must
travel

travel
as,once
we
did

did
we once,
sing
together

a

song?

– a poem inspired by a song for someone, u2


*image handmade with iPhone 11 Pro 4.25mm f/1.8 lens, wall mural, cantonments, accra, ghana*

For the newly reconstituted, and sorely missed, WordPress community’s latest initiative Discover Prompts Day Three: Song. Thanks to Ben Huberman and the WordPress Discover team for stepping up to the plate.

Stay safe and well and let’s fight this thing together, and make sure we don’t forget the lessons we learn when we reach the other side.

If there is a kiss
I stole from your mouth
And there is a light
Don’t let it go out

– lyrics from a song for someone, u2

lockdown | discover | two | open

open
open me
     open me and 
     open me and I 
                 will
protect
                 you
always
     any way, up
     or
down

*image handmade with iPhone 11 Pro 4.25mm f/1.8 lens, wall mural, cantonments, accra, ghana*

For the newly reconstituted, and sorely missed, WordPress community’s latest initiative Discover Prompts Day Two: Open. Thanks to Ben Huberman and the WordPress Discover team for stepping up to the plate.

Stay safe and well and let’s fight this thing together, and make sure we don’t forget the lessons we learn when we reach the other side.

When one door closes, another opens.

high life

this seat is mine

mine, for the time
it takes
to cross, the
desert
to cross,
from there
to
here,

a part, of me
is no
longer

mine

lost
with all the
other
parts,
along,
the way

lost

by all, those
others, who

said

this seat, is mine

twisted

put your dirty angel face
between my legs
and knicker lace
– lyrics from twist by goldfrapp

tormented
whenever
i

sleep,

that

ending,
depending


a (late) and twisted contribution to this week’s wordpress weekly photo challenge

*image shot with Fujifilm x100f and fixed 23mm (34mm full frame equivalent) lens, ISO1600 f3.6 and 1/25s*

lloviendo

a poem, some unedited rain, and a slice of plath

andy townend's avatarsalamancastreets

i woke to the sound of rain
― sylvia plath, the bell jar

see me

the face

in the rain

see me

the fingers

on the pane

see me

before

i am

wiped

away


*one of a series of shots made in salamanca with my ancient olympus om10, with zuiko 50mm f/1.8 lens, and loaded with ilford xp2 super ISO 400 film*

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story

‘whispered something in your ear
it was a perverted thing to say
but I said it anyway
made you smile and look away’
– lyrics from ‘nothing’s gonna hurt you baby’, cigarettes after sex


once upon,
a time
each story
began

in gentle tones
no broken bones

later,
gingerbread,
blood red
tales of death
and terror

stalked my,
dreams

later, still
each story
began, in torchlight
and fright

what right,
had i

and now,
each story,
ends before,
it begins

as life,
unwinds


for wordpress weekly photo challenge – story
*image shot in salamanca, españa, with fujifilm x100f with 23mm (35mm fill frame equivalent) lens at ISO500, f/4 and 1/300s with added effects applied in analog efex pro 2*

(a) face (in the crowd)

Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart?
– Sylvia Plath

A face in the crowd, for the WordPress Weekly photo challenge

in his

eyes

not (under), his

eye

what will,

unfold,


*shot with fujifim x100f with 23mm (35mm fixed frame equivalent) lens at ISO1600, f/5.6 and 1/170 at the tate modern in London*