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Love your picture.
Yelow path of leaves
soft landscape under your feet.
Remedy for soul.
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shypettite
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October 31, 2006
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YPundy
Loved the yellow it has almost a glow about it wonderful pic beautiful words
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Kat02
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October 23, 2006
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Interesting Blend
I liked "Walking in the yellow". Nice pictures, great articulation
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Bilol
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October 22, 2006
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Thanks MIKE, always. Suffering can make us Gandhis or Hitlers & a mix too
I choose to make this life match the beauties around me, no matter how or what I may be subjected to. There is power and tremendous strength after suffering indignity and humilation, especially because of racism. gandhi and Martin Luther King knew these things... and Jesus knew it fully, holistically, completely. Shaom
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salem8
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October 22, 2006
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Hi Neil , mystical in verse, photos golden and knowledge learnt !
Abounds with gifts in all three , well wrote friend, Mike
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lionladroar
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October 20, 2006
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Thank you Najwa...any thing that makes you smile, is heartwarming my friend
God smiles when you smile and relax. He loves you and so do Blogitvillagers.
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salem8
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October 19, 2006
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I THINK THAT YOU ARE LIVING IN HEAVEN ON THE EARTH THIS TIME YOU MADE ME SMILE TO THE DESERT AND THE HOT SUN......
......najwa
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NAJWA
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October 19, 2006
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Hello YPunday
Not sure we've communicated yet. Interesting thoughts on how the colours are perceived by us. And the Blake poem adds a dimension to this. Green is always good, in summer and winter. Red is beautiful, but a symbol of mortality, perhaps. We may not have perfect eyesight, but we understand with our developed minds that fall and winter are less vibrant in colour terms and warmth terms. Grey sky is, I think, a very oppressive environment. There is a lot of grey sky in North West England, so I know how it feels. Baudelaire occasionally writes about this. Regards - Tony
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Antonionioni
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October 19, 2006
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Aw shucks...I'm blushing purple Taps--if u discount the other colors. It is
always welcome to get positive, eveen superlative, comments. What I can't match youin writing and experience, I try to capture with the aid of pcitures and other poets. Shalom, and thanks again Betty Dearest.
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salem8
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October 19, 2006
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YPunday, All of your posts in all of your blogs are so totally lovely in words, pictures and even your positive and loving attitude. I commend you.
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TAPS.
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October 19, 2006
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"The Blossom" by Wm. Blake,a pious Christian poet, may suit this post.
The Blossom
Poem lyrics of The Blossom by William Blake.
Merry, merry sparrow!
Under leaves so green
A happy blossom
Sees you, swift as arrow,
Seek your cradle narrow,
Near my bosom.
Pretty, pretty robin!
Under leaves so green
A happy blossom
Hears you sobbing, sobbing,
Pretty, pretty robin,
Near my bosom.
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salem8
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October 19, 2006
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