Tag Archives: Photography

Scenes on Sunday ~ Beaches

The sea rewards those men who have love in their heart.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Marmaduke likes the beach too

Losing a Lover

Where there is true love there is joy in life.

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once you had sunshine

once you had true love

desire always and ever

and then came the rain

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

the ways of love can be cruel

Desire’s Urgent Breathing

The unbearable pain of loving a woman who does not love you.

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hot heavy deep urgent

steaming locomotive breath

passions spent and now resting

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

she just gives it away

to whomsoever wants her

casual sex is what she desires

Monochrome Monday ~ Roads

Some men see the world in terms of black and white ~ I’m one of them.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

what a cool place name

Monochrome Monday ~ Corsets

I’m one of those strange beasts who really likes a corset.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

very pretty corset

very, very tiny waist

Scenes on Sunday ~ Northern Skies

When light fills a Northern Sky, the immensity is scarcely conceivable. 

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Ghostly sunlight can also be cold.

Monochrome Monday ~ Beauty and the Beast

If you want to be safe, chose a safe, uninteresting man.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

beauty provokes

sexual beauty provokes absolutely

 

Wilderness Remembered

The Earth has music, for those who listen.  ~  Shakespeare

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haunting music of the wind

drifts over the wilderness

the only roof, the stars

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalknet

 

the desert is bleak and beautiful

a fine place for outdoors living

not as comfortable as a patio

Scenes on Sunday ~ Patio

Sitting beneath the moon and stars, with a glass of wine and thou.
To kiss you, and remember what love is.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

drink wine

smell the roses

feel the fire’s warmth

and talk so softly with thou

Lover’s Moon

The moon is but a pale reflection of the love in your heart.

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he took her in the moonlight

her eyes sparkling silver bright

her hair black as the sable night

their caresses, hard kisses excite

desire ignited hot in their hearts

entwined bodies sexually inviting

moving with simultaneous delight

until at last their passion was spent

and they lay under the cold moonlight

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

for the cold light of the moon is love’s softly warm kiss of adieu

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