writing

(the razor’s) edge

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"entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem**"

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searching for an answer, what, where, which, when, how
why
                 look, question, yearn for the truth, the search continues
                                 choices and decisions, facts and figures to be weighed
                                         complexity and detail challenge and defy
logic
                                 when there in front of us
lies the simple truth
                  it’s really not that hard, not that complex
                                    when faced with a choice
                                                         the simplest solution is often the
best

(for justine’s eclectic corner #9 – photography, quotes and poetry – a free verse poem featuring the edge)

** occam’s razor is a problem solving technique, the latin text roughly translates to “no more things should be presumed to exist than are absolutely necessary”

poetry 101 rehab: home

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“the ache for home lives in all of us the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned” ― maya angelou,
“the ache for home lives in all of us
the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned”
― maya angelou
                ever hear about the one who was always alone?
                                                            how he tried as much as he could to atone
                how he woke in fright
                looked round for the light
                                                            and realised at last that being alone was being at home

(for mara’s poetry 101 rehab – home)

blur

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“we’ve got a file on you” – blur

                       press the button
                                       treated just like mutton
                                                               can you hear the cries
                                                              as they fall like flies
                       called to trial
                                                                    and the taste
                       of
                                                                                                                                                   bile

(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – blur)

blur on belgradestreets

blur on belgianstreets

poetry 101 rehab: end

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       once warm flesh, now cold, stone
                                  remembering, now she was alone
                   fingers on her skin, tracing, heart racing
                                  opening up, exposed, aching to sing
                                                                 frozen now, those moments lost
                                                    oh how, she had never
                                                          wanted it, ever, to
                                                                                                                 end

(for mara’s poetry101rehab – end)

ephemeral

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"...passed unseen, in a sigh, in a flash – together with the youth, with the strength, with the romance of illusions” ― joseph conrad
“…passed unseen, in a sigh, in a flash – together with the youth, with the strength, with the romance of illusions”
― joseph conrad

face

book

your

book

don’t look

now

it’s

gone

(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – ephemeral)

ephemeral on belgradestreets

ephemeral on andytownend

ephemeral on belgianstreets

(more) ephemeral on belgianstreets

better red

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"better red than dead" - betrayed russell and / or "west german friends of peace"
“better red than dead”
– bertrand russell and / or “west german friends of peace”

when red stalked the earth

righteous men preferred to dress in blue

time of great mirth?

(for justine’s eclectic corner #8)

poetry 101 rehab: thaw

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like an iceberg, broken away

i drift, dwindle, diminish

current taking me away

others float, others diminish

my path uncharted

where will i finish

will it ever end, or just diminish

fade away, or, as it started

end, in

collision

(for mara’s poetry 101 rehab)

fresh

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“toto, I have a feeling we're not in kansas anymore.” ― l. frank baum

“toto, I have a feeling we’re not in kansas anymore.”
― l. frank baum

fresh tracks

real life

eschewing, what’s not, to be

seen, as

heaven, on earth?

(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – fresh)

poetry 101 rehab: right

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“There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.” ― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope
“there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic…”
―martin luther king jr, a testament of hope

 there was once a young man who flew a kite

who knew that nothing he did was right

he tried, oh he tried, to be heard

it wasn’t until the third

that he saw the light, and knew he was right

(a limerick for mara’s poetry rehab – right)

(and for lucile’s the photo 101 rehab – the clinic)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f/1.4 lens and…no editing in any app at all*