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| Beneath by J. Binford- Bell |
Beneath
Looking up through the surface
spying the earth
in all its glory
from a watery grave.
Reflections of life
passing over me
beyond my reach
and gradually beyond my desire.
I sleep in eternal rest
as the wind
ripples the barrier
between me and life.
J. Binford-Bell
March 2012
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| Image by Alex Stoddard |
i like this point of view
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I love your blog! This is a beautiful poems and the photos are superb.
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a wind unfelt for the barriers we put ourselves into....great capture of the life outside and not within...
ReplyDeleteI wonder if we are all dead and when we "die" we are in fact revorn to the real world of soul and spirit. Like looking up from the bathub . Thanks, mate
ReplyDeleteI totally love your take on the photo prompt. Greatly admire your painting!
ReplyDeleteI like the original photograph and your take on the prompt. Eternal rest is all we can hope to achieve.
ReplyDeleteExcellent response. Provocative and so very creative.
ReplyDeleteI like the perspective you used on the prompt. It's very thought-provoking. It reminds me of the novel, The Lovely Bones.
ReplyDeleteYour poem reflects a gentle, peaceful passing ... I enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteCracking last sentence to go with your great image.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful reflection of all life....lovely writing!!
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