Photo: Dvora Freedman
Rise above
Hardship’s fray
In gentle curls
Of delicate
Pink,
And an underbelly
Of powerful
Orange
Smelted from the
Brink.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Orange and Pink
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Lovely words and pics – and the smelted word has me going back to the photo to feel some color warmth
π So glad it resonated with you! π
I have seen a lot of orange and pink photos and yours was the first with the poem – so it felt fresh too
YAY! π
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
What a beautiful photo for this week’s colors π
π Glad you liked it! π
I love pink and orange together – so funny because my sister hates it. I actually have a shirt that she forbids I wear in her presence π Which, of course, I totally ignored. Mind you, It has long been disposed of. Now I miss it.
Oh! And lovely poem π
Well, you may just need to do something about getting another pink-orange combo top! π LOL about the ‘forbidding’ by the sister … me thinks, she ain’t got no right to tell ya what to wear (though she does have the right to put some … um … distance … between ya two when you spending time together so … ;)) — it reminds me of how some in my family told me that if I don’t get a smartphone (that was some years back–I’m a dinosaur but not THAT dinosaury) they would: a. not be seen in public with me and my (then) flip phone; b. would no longer send me photos to my email when everyone else in the family was using Whatsapp for it … π Let’s just say that peer pressure worked in that regard and I’m grateful … cuz I love my smartphone now … (yeah, they rub it in sometimes, but that’s family — it is mandatory).
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Ha ha ha! Said sister’s husband had the flip-phone for the longest time… Till fooling around, saying it was tougher than all our smart phones and then proceeded to break it.
She’s just foolin’ around. And yes, if I still had it, I shore as shit would not refrain from wearing it in missy’s company! π
π I did love my flip phone … I love my family more … π
Pretty bad when it’s a choice between flipping your phone or flipping with the family π
Yep. And yet sometimes life presents you with just these kind of ridiculousness … π LOL
LOL indeed!
Plus, look at the exchange it has created;-)
π you always fun, is you!
Imagine in poisson! (That so doesn’t work as poisson is fish in French…)
So… take two would be… Imagine in poyson!
I read this and laughed — Imagine a FISH? π
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But yeah, in poyson it would be poysonally fun!
LOL! I feared you would know what a poisson was and, well, all that trying to put in a funny accent was for naught.
π I can see we will have no dull moment when we meet in poyson … π
I don’t think we will. I love that we both speak in the affirmative, that it is only a question of time…
I thought you were coming to NYC later this year! (or did you mean “one of those springs before the sun burns out”? π
Oh I am, definitely… and, all joking aside, I really would love for us to hook up – would not assume, though.
You know those cases of “yeah, sure, come, I’ll take you around town” till you say you’re coming and they’re like “oh. you were serious…”
Yeah, me forget you don’t yet know me as well as I know me … π
So, dear Dale … let’s get the wonderin’ outta the way, shall we? π
Joking aside:
I sure do know the kind of “oh, if you’re in my neck of the woods some day, give me a call and maybe we’ll grab coffee,” and which is effectively a “perhaps yes, sometime, but most likely not really.”
So .. that ain’t what I meant.
What I DID mean was: I think it’ll be fun to get together and hang out when you come to NYC and I think it’d be a riot to traipse about town and have me show you around some (disclaimer: I don’t think any human can see – or show – all of this crazy metropolis in one visit, no matter how long … but this doesn’t mean one should not try to eat this elephant one bite at a time …. ;)).
So, while I cannot offer lodging (realities of NYC mini-apartments and a rotating cast of family couch surfing through my place), we can certainly put our heads (and calendars) together and look at possible weekends in the spring and some ideas for things to do for some NYC’ing.
How that sound?
Me (de serious in-poyson non-poisson)