Sunday, January 26, 2014

Just Knowing




Just knowing

Once told
of such a place
If there is
If there isn’t

Doesn’t matter
Much
When told

Images can’t help
but appear

Once I knew where they went when they disappeared, of such a place, I can’t help imagining.
Islands off Solitude
6”x 3.5” ballpoint pen

6 comments:

  1. Wow, this is so enigmatic...images disappeared to the island of Solitude...but then together it will be very serious community...not talking images? or making their own story? ...interesting idea to ponder ~ I see on your picture, how they are running away...very cool!

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    1. This is generated from a story I have been working on when not caught up or procrastinating, doing other things.. Someday, if I ever finish, it might make more sense☺
      Thank you

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  2. I could never have been on the Islands of Solitude....because I'm here now off Island...and those who would live would never

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    1. All it takes is imagination, and ignoring some realities. My islands consume me. I escape to them often☺

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  3. Ah...the elusiveness of the disappeared...but they must be somewhere...
    and I see them here...through half-closed eyes...

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    1. And wherever they are, imagination is the way to view the hidden place.

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