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But even just red

           without any blue

would

           (or to

whom without any who)

           be

a strange sort of absence

           like the death of

a living friend

now pronounced dead

 

Whose endings need

           beginnings

(only as ups

            require their downs)

and in the full spectrum

            of things

certainly

beginnings their endings

need

 

Wherein darkness’s couldn’t

           followed crescent’s moonly would

gingerly

           (surely as trees

fell from leaves)

           and in the grand colored scheme

of things

black seeds of silence sprouted to could

 

Growing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Growing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original mindfulness sayings and/or poetry that deals with mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped. I have a number of interesting hobbies, such as fossil collecting, sport-kite flying, 3D and 2D close-up photography, holography, and pets. Most of all, I am into holistic self-awareness, spontaneous insight, unconventional observation/direct perception, mindfulness, meditation, world peace, non-fragmentation, population control, vegetarianism, and green energy. To follow my unique Blog of "Nature Photos and Mindfulness Sayings" and for RSS feeds to my new posts, please access at: tom8pie.com (On my regular Blog posting pages, for additional information and to follow, simply click on the "tack icon" at the upper right corner... or, on my profile page, you can click on the "Thomas Peace" icon.) Stay mindful, understanding, and caring!...

13 Comments Join the Conversation

  1. Enjoyed the lovely poem and outstanding photo, Tom. I love seeing the beautiful little flower creature bathed in pollen. A bug paradise here.

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  2. There is something about that final line that haunts me. Not in a sad way. I feel very hopeful, like even the darkest of times can sprout wonderful possibilities.

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