My poetry accompanied by my personal photos taken throughout my travels.
created by Katie McKenna at 6/07/2010 11:43:00 PM
You couldn't a'won my heart any better than shooting that color. Gorgeous, beautiful, refreshing blue! And the poem animates it, completes the picture."Lovely to see you again, my friend!"**Moody Blues. Remember that song?
hiya katie, good to see you again! :)always good to smile, even when the sun's hiding...
And my face is raised as well made happy by your blue words.Welcome back.
Thank you All! It is really lovely to see you; see what you've been up to. As soon as my schedule gets a bit more organized I'll find my rhythm . :)
p.s. I do remember the Moody Blues :)
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Had she paints, or clay, or knew the Discipline of dance, or strings; had she Anything to engage her tremendous Curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she Might have exchanged the restlessness And preoccupation with whim for any Activity that provided her with all she Yearned for. And Like any artist with no Art form, she became dangerous.
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You couldn't a'won my heart any better than shooting that color. Gorgeous, beautiful, refreshing blue! And the poem animates it, completes the picture.
"Lovely to see you again, my friend!"*
*Moody Blues. Remember that song?
hiya katie, good to see you again! :)
always good to smile, even when the sun's hiding...
And my face is raised as well made happy by your blue words.
Welcome back.
Thank you All! It is really lovely to see you; see what you've been up to. As soon as my schedule gets a bit more organized I'll find my rhythm . :)
p.s. I do remember the Moody Blues :)
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