Scenes on Sunday ~ First Light
By Dawn’s Early Light.
day’s aurora awakens, in first light blue
cold tranquil loneliness, still sea’s sibilance
solitary thoughts ever-changing, ever the same
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
daydream at dawn
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stargazing aurora pale dawning
fantastic castles clouds imaginings
daybreak reverie slivered brightening
vulnerable warm softly slowly unfolding
delicate sensual transient fleeting touching
dawn horizon brightening adoration delighting
before we knew it, it was over, a memory, fleeting
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
the soft kiss of dawn
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dawn, rising like Venus from the waves
light as softly gentle as Aphrodite’s kiss
in this moment forget we are time’s slaves
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
the coming stillness at dawn
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dawn at last
and in that moment it was
as though all of time had frozen
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Scenes on Sunday # 5
‘scape pictures. Seascapes, cloudscapes, landscapes, cityscapes, roadscapes….
All the pictures were taken with a compact LUMIX Panasonic DMC-AS3 camera. This camera is so small and smart I wonder why I’ve been carrying around about 10 pounds of photographic equipment… I don’t photoshop these pictures.
These shots were taken in England, looking East, at or near first light.
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pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
to do today
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- Alone, another night without sleep.
- Alone, watch the dawn breaking over the sea.
- Alone, resolve to do everything I can to make her happy.
- Alone, listen to the mournful cry of the wandering seabirds.
- Alone, wander along the beach listening to the rhythm of the surf.
- Alone, look back and see my footsteps disappear on the tide.
- Alone, watch low grey clouds driven by the westerly wind.
- Alone, wonder how it all came to this poignant solitude.
- Alone, feel the raindrops on my upturned face.
- Alone, feel the cold in the air and shiver.
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
solitary man
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and as I watch the dawn
I wonder if the day defines me
or if the good things yet to come
are defined by my will alone
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Scenes on Sunday # 2
The second of what is going to be a regular Sunday Post of ‘scape pictures. Seascapes, cloudscapes, landscapes, cityscapes….
All the pictures were taken with a compact LUMIX Panasonic DMC-AS3 camera. This camera is so small and convenient that I can take it with me everywhere I go. After decades of carting around heavy camera bags, something I can just stuff in my trouser pocket is a liberating revelation.
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high tide at sunrise and just after
pictures by jack collier or the girl riding shotgun
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
unrequited
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her lips like wine
and her eyes so blue
how can I convey
that
if she were mine
I would love her true
in so many ways
and
my girl would find
that I loved her more
each and every day
but
comes the dawn
and my dreams are gone
unrequited love is simply
swept away
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
I love my teddy bear
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Since I lost my old cat Pyewacket to an attack by a huge dog, I have taken to talking to my teddy bear, Marmaduke.
This may seem an odd thing for a grown man to do, but pets are not allowed in the apartment block I now live in. No people are allowed in my place, and a guy has to talk with someone.
And you know what? I’m certain that Marmaduke takes in every word, and would give me good advice, if he only could.
I know he loves spiritual feeling of the dawn coming up over the sea, and those last minutes before sunset, just as much as I do.
Marmaduke, my teddy bear and friend.
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jackcollier7@talktalk.net
