I am an English West Country poet, in the ship shape and Bristol Fashion city, who when not working is taking iPhone photos on walks with my Patterjack terrier, Rosie. Often times caught making home made elderflower champagne or scribbling poetry to languish in kitchen draws. Until that is I joined Tumblr. I am very pleased to meet you all. How do you do.
The weight of rain drops make us look down at reflections, the images seem strange, but they are exactly right. They will evaporate with the sun and so will the melancholy, there are no shadows when the sun is overhead.
Photo and prose - Lisa Lopresti (shipshapewithsliders)
Which direction to travel, the road taken, to look back or over where you are? No decision is wrong, just different. With time you could understand, over, under or turn back on oneself, just be you on the journey, look at the view, perspective is important. Photo and Micro Poem by Lisa Lopresti
“A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.”
— John A. Shedd
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