Kucharska

byCarolineKucharska

the warm tones of Kucharska

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mouse eye-level sniff

closeness fur and whiskers whiff

head to head close-up!

Rumble…slosh

Back to this day in 2014

jeannepoland's avatarThe Vibrant Channeled Creator

Antartica

rumble…slosh
waves crash shore
rumble…slosh
more and more

rumble…slosh
deep – shallow
rumble…slosh
rush to flow

rumble…slosh
sand breaks down
rumble…slosh
shore to town

more and more
evermore

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Blue Monkey

JulieRowanZoch'sportrait

by Julie Rowan Zoch

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where black is center

of interest: face and hands

grab-fly-glance-choose-love!

Trust (2)

Huijin@ProspecillOrchards

My former art-student with her soul-mate

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Trust

 

Trust comes in tiny bites,
samples
savored by the tongue.

Not too hot
or bitter;
cloying
or ephemeral.

Trusts can be
legal puzzles
biting at your gut…
bleeding through.

Or confidences,
ennobling and
intimate.

But to last,
trust needs to enter
on tip-toe.
“til you know
it flows
whole –
enriching you
as it goes.

Welcome trust.
It is the strength in wishing,
the bend in believing,
the breath in loving!

A Living Treasure!

All rights

2012 Quicksilver

Relationships

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Red White and Blue

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Relativity
Every body continues at rest or in motion in a straight line unless compelled to change by forces impressed upon it.
My path to mathematician, scientist, loner, was acted upon by Albert Einstein.
I became swept up in his direction and velocity. His force became my own. I allowed him to trim away all the parts that did not fit his mold.
Finally, I exerted a force equal in magnitude to his. I took back the space that belonged to me.

from “The Other Einstein” by Marie Benedict

A-muse

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triple Beauties

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A-muse my grand-kids…
Eases wrinkles on my face!

A-muse my mate…
Slide from bumps to lace!

A-muse my opponents…
Slows political pace!

A-muse my critics…
Weed out- deface!

A-muse for you…
A-muse for me…
A-musement for eternity.

I Select You!

Took out all the fathers for Father’s Day

jeannepoland's avatarThe Vibrant Channeled Creator

The soul chooses... The soul chooses…

The Soul Selects Her Own Society
by Emily Dickinson 1830 – 1886

The soul selects her own society
Then — shuts the Door —
To her divine Majority —
Present no more —

Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing —
At her low Gate —
Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat —

I’ve known her — from an ample nation —
Choose One —
Then — close the Valves of her attention —
Like Stone —

1862

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Bear by ROZO

ProfileROZO

illustration by Julie Rohan Zoch

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tender fingers and

tiny butterflies equal

gentle-bear person

Innocence

Don&Roxanne1961

Don in 1961 @ 7 years of age

Jeanne in 1958

Jeanne in 1958 @ 17 years of age

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graced with affect, joy

and curiosity, two

doves learn-yearn to fly!

 

Touch

DonafterBootcamp1973

Don in 1973 after Boot-camp

Jeannein1973

Jeanne in 1973 after 10 years in the convent

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invisible force:

brings these two together-touched

soul mates pull closer…

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