1. How can perfect exist when you know you can always imagine and yearn for so much more. ❦ 2. I asked you here. You told me so. Did we ever meet? I just don’t know. ❦ 3. And at dusk the city around you comes to life. People show their intention by illumination, which is not to say you should ignore those in the shadows or darkness. ❦ 4. Sometimes I want more at other times less. But never exactly what I have. ❦ 5. For a flash the spark lit up once more. It didn’t last long but proved there was charge left, residual. ❦ 6. Occasionally it takes the anxiety to realise that you have become too comfortable in your excuses. ❦ 7. Do it, Ignore those excuses Conjured up to Kick your dreams into the long grass ❦ 8. We all play at who we are - some of us do better than others. Then there are those who don’t even realise they are part of this ridiculous game. ❦ 9. I always thought that it was up to me to mend this and make things better. Perhaps to make you stop and see things through my emotions. But I know now that I cannot do this and perhaps that's some stubborness that’s been nurtured by you? ❦ 10. The only way to measure depth is by understanding how far into it you wish to sink. ❦ 11. Even the dog makes me feel guilty - especially the dog. ❦ 12. Perhaps our lives would be child’s play if we gave our ideas and passions a sell-by date?
Penzance. 2018. Nikon d750
I REALLY like this. It feels so honest. thank you.
Love the poems and the images!