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
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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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a day’s race well run
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time is all we have to spend
though we ignore its passing
we know it will too soon end
give me the hopeful dawning
of a new day’s bright morning
to share with one true friend
life’s full measure challenging
until the quiet calm of evening
transcends the lonely yearning
waiting for what can never be
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
enigmatic empath
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no matter how hard and diligently I try
I have never once understood her way
may as well attempt to comprehend the sky
or tame the mysterious seas along the bay
of course, she understands me, perfectly
but then, she is an empath
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Winter Solstice Sunrise
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rhythm never ending
world constantly turning
tilted orbital angles recurring
heliacal gravitation commanding
winter solstice dawn
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Daughters of the Night
Aurora Goddess of the Dawn
Hesperus the Evening Star
the radiance of Venus splendor
discovered in gentle beams
love’s cherished eventide falls
upon intimate twilight dreams
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
The Tragedy of Love’s Catastrophe
The travesty of a beautiful dawn
I may be a dreamer, a schemer, a purveyor of fantasies
I may love her more than I can say
I may never walk away angrily
Is it merely vanity?
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Monkey Town
We built this city on doom, gloom, and hanging…
my heart goes on
my soul welcomes the dawn
this dirty monkey town
is crumbling down to dust and rust
yet I will carry on, alone if I must
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words and pictures by jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
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