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Category Archives: Photography
Senryu: My People ~ The Dark Netizen #writephoto
Senryu: My People My People Rule Here, Our Land Spans All These Woods. Men Cannot Step Foot Here… Reblogged from The Dark Netizen
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Unconditionally ~ Kitty #writephoto
Unhindered, By man, A creation of nature, himself, Lay the lush green foliage, Springing up in abudance, Competing amongst themselves, Continue reading at Kittysverses
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Blessings ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto
Lush grass now grew over the span of stones, though none had grown there in the many years when the passage of feet had mowed and flattened any seedling that had found a crack in which to nestle. The water … Continue reading
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Tagged blessings, bridge, creative writing, flash fiction, history, micro fiction, progress, sorrow, survival, timeless, water, writephoto, writing prompt
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Beneath #midnighthaiku
Unseen secrets glimpsed Possibilities revealed Veiled presence discerned
Idyllic ~ Larry Trasciatti #writephoto
I can never pass by that enchanting stream without being irresistibly tempted to see where it may lead. There’s only one other thing that has me so very curious though. Continue reading at Eastelmhurst.a.Go.Go
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7th eden ~ M. Brazfield #writephoto
opening my eyes for the first time the old 3rd street bridge is unrecognizable it’s been a long 300 years since I walked through here in my youth when we had reached the peak of refining weapons of mass destruction … Continue reading
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Tagged DTLA, environment, Thursday Photo Prompt #write photo
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Span ~ Ritu Bhathal #writephoto
What Happened To The Troll? “Who’s that trip-trapping over my bridge?” Troll thought. He was way beyond the whole growling at the trespasser stage now. It had been quite fun to start with. His dad had reminisced about this bridge … Continue reading
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Tagged #writephoto, blog, Blog Post, Blogger, blogging, photo prompt, Span, Sue Vincent
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The Lookout ~ Donna B. McNicol #writephoto
The moss covered arch provided the perfect lookout post. He hunched his body down, feeling the greenery tickle his chin but this was no time to laugh. Enemies were everywhere and his job was to warn the others. He knew … Continue reading
Dreaming Stones: Seen though a window #midnighthaiku
Windows like pictures Framing both mood and moment The essence of now Spattered with raindrops Mist veiling and unveiling Magical landscapes Ever-shifting light Enchanting and alluring Flowing with the tide From night to morning Untold possibilities Seen through a window … Continue reading
Span ~ Sadje #writephoto
The water gushing through the narrow stream was pleasantly cool. They had a great time sitting on the verge of the stream, eating the picnic lunch they had brought with them. Sally’s foot slipped when she was dipping her hand … Continue reading
