a Photographic Journey by Meryl

Love Series

Love XII

matched set
beloved
brother
lucky
me
love XII
In the aftermath of the tragedy
in Connecticut, it’s a time for cuddling
close with those we love. These two hounds,
Josh and Kara, were rescued by a dear friend.
When I visited her last Thursday and snapped this
on my iPhone, I knew it would end up here, but I had no
idea what would transpire the next morning and couldn’t
have imagined how vital its message would be…

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Love XI

last bloom
harvest moon
autumn days
purple rays
from above
bunch of
Love

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Lookout

where’d you go
my Romeo
glimmered eye
no reason why

stolen kisses
my reminisces
left stranded
so abandoned

hijacked love
my fitted glove
standing stout
looking out
Thank you fellow blogger Penny for helping
me break my emotional block with your post this afternoon
—the winners of a challenge to write a poem on “Unrequited Love”–
that I had missed due to a weeklong absence writing here.
Although I missed the deadline for the
contest, it moved me to put these
words together with this image.
I knew there must be a reason
for all this blogging.
🙂

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Love X

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Love IX

I blend in
yet ask you
to see me

I chime in
yet ask you
to hear me

I stay in
yet ask you
to save me

I leap out
yet ask you
to love me

We all have our contradictions.
Aspects of our personality that are at odds with one another.
It’s often difficult to reconcile those parts of ourselves that don’t seem to get along;
that don’t make sense to us or those around us, especially our loved ones. That’s where
we often get in trouble. It’s difficult to accept that some things are simply just as they are,
regardless of what we think is logical. The sooner we can let go of what
we think “should be”, the sooner we can love ourselves
and others, warts and all.
🙂

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Web of Love

Today I’m pleased to feature my image with words
by fellow blogger and close friend, Robyn Lee of Through The Healing Lens.
When I read her post Mandala of Her Mind last week, I was not only moved but
tickled by the fact that I had just taken a photograph that I felt reflected
the web of love that she describes so succinctly. It never ceases
to amaze me how true connections between loved ones
appear and reappear time after time.
Thank you, Robyn!

Like a spider,
setting forth
to make her way;

Strand by strand,
she weaves together
antique threads of
hope truth wisdom.

Carefully connecting
delicate fibers
of promises
suspended;

She watches as
mosaic patterns
emerge,
revealing small
segments of self

Laboriously,
she knits complex
arrangements,

Intricate mazes
designed to capture
dreams unrealized;
tying meticulous
knots tightly,
at each cross-section.

With tenuous
twists and turns,
she spins through
tangled tales
of love;
swinging
wildly from
silken strings of
ambiguity.

Finally,
in the heart
of her mandala
she rests

Knowing that
her work
for today
is done.

by Robyn Lee


Love VIII

follow me
watch me fly
protect you
dash to your side

follow me
divine I am
love you
promise I can

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Love VII

reaching
for love
yearning
for rain
bursting
with pain
so much
energy
growing
again

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Love VI

gazes melt
hands clasp
first steps
in love


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Love V

red velvet
campari curls
shadows deep
now unfurl

chiffon swings
hipster tea
whispers scent
remember me

for my daughter
Jaclyn on her 22nd Birthday

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Love IV

wounded
far-off eyes
waves rolling
no reprise

severed
soul strong
still here
so long
Love                                                                    
for Susan
who passed away on June 19th
after a battle with melanoma

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Love III

first sight
back seat rider
meets driver
royal blues
match
Love

I’ve migrated more quickly than I thought from flowers
to loving beings in this new series …
but will be moving back and forth and in between
so keep a lookout for more Love.

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Love II

bloodlets
pearl tenets
hospital bed
my menace
awaiting
penance
above
mere
Love

This is my second post in a series called Love that is
evolving through flowers.  As corny as it may sound,
Love is the key to any recovery starting with love of self.
And what could be closer to self than Nature.
So I’ve started with the beautiful blooms I’ve encountered.
I imagine it will progress in time, migrating to other living things.
So keep a lookout for at least one Love post per week.

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Love

swirled together
between sheets
purple heart
inside out
pale skin
exposed
bruised
Love

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