by Steve Tanham
It is dark, so there won’t be any Photographs They will, like the sun Be resting in untaken Manifestation But collie’s last trip Outdoors In upward glance reveals A silver-blue unlike Any before It is the moon, hiding and smiling At The one human on the planet Standing here within the game Of Midnight
©Stephen Tanham 2021
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
Sun in Gemini 
I love unexpected moments like these!
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They make you feel that something ‘unexpected’ is going on! 😊
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That’s the best bit!
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Capturing the moments
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In a way that poetry is so good at!
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Great poem, great picture Steve.
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Thank you, Di but for Tess’ wee wee, I’d never have seen it! 😎
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Sometimes it happens like that. On the boat we had no garden so had to dressed if Maggie wanted to go out. The sunrises were awesome, but we never had a camera, unless we were out on the river as Maggie didn’t have far to go for some grass!
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I’d never considered that sunrises would be different, but I can ‘see’ the golden reflections in the water, Di…
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We’ve seen some beauties here, and getting up at 5am to watch them on the beach was well worth it.
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