In these re-lived
seconds,
my wasted, wanting,
thinking breath
was caught
like a tumble-drying
yesterday:
are all now repeats-
and missed
meanings.
Washed-out context-
still-
there is always
recovery.
I may make sense of it yet.
words and foto @Tommy Carroll
Deborah Jordan Bailey
Sat 16th Jul 2011 08:53
Silhouttes of people against a pale sky...
memories that stand out against so much that fades..and
" my wasted, wanting,
thinking breath"
all combine to create a sigh on a page.
really liked this one Tommy.
Deb
cheers Win- West Kirby :o)
Great words / Great photo and I may make sense of it yet! Actually thought these little words and there relation to one another and the picture were a special thing, reading on WOL tonight. Great Tommy (Looks a bit like Whitehaven). Win x
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Tommy Carroll
Sun 17th Jul 2011 17:29
cheers Deb :o)