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No man's land No.1

The mirror no longer fogs
The dust motes
Settle on the floor
Sunlight rests
Where she once stood
The ache in the room
The gap in space
Can never be
For she is
Not a trace is
Not even a strand of
Auburn hair…
But the rent in
The man who sits
Holding his
For him she is
In his dreams
On his
Unable to
Food and
Water lay wasted
The very air
That he once
Has been sucked out…
In a vacuum that is
His memory
He is forever
Entombed …

6th December

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over the next 6 jots i explore the loss of a loved one, death, grief, what is real and finish with a meditation that can be said before the Prayer for the Dead – Mourner’s Kaddish
the loss of a Beloved can be paralysing
this jot touches on that…

Featured Groups; “Soulmates.” “The World As We see It, or as we missed it.”
“Creative Spirits.”

My images and writing are unfiltered or edited. i just shoot the photos, create the pictures and the words come from somewhere inside without much if any thought or consideration.
My desire is that they might effect someone in a positive way…
A footnote… I’ve explored PS with cars…!

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