05.11 Found Poetry

man and woman about to kiss, sea in the background
AI MJ

Without

What is pleasing to you and
What is pleasing
to your sight

And I was still of sound mind
without realising
desire


Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005. ISBN 978-960-7120-19-9. A concise explanation of Found Poetry and Dadaism can be read at Found Poetry

10 responses to “05.11 Found Poetry”

  1. This is quite deep, Misky… and links nicely to Nancy’s post today. Different worlds!

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    1. It does, doesn’t it. This synchronicity is habitual with us. 😂

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      1. I love it! 🙂

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  2. Thresholds crossed… aeons bridged… same heartbeats… same blood… waves on the shoreline cliffs.

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    1. … agus a’ ghealach a’ deàrrsadh.

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      1. …agus tha ‘n fhairge ‘na seasamh.

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        1. Yes it is. Completely still. We are still.

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  3. To love and to know you are loved is a rare shore seldom reached. Beautiful lines, Misky.

    Years have passed but the promise and the hate still abide for McCord: https://rolandyeomans.blogspot.com/2023/11/noir-vemberdevils-wind.html

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    1. Thank you, Roland. I enjoyed today’s episode a lot.

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