Memories in Orange – Yellow and Blue

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“Yellow Skeletons on Distant Blue” – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA – Standing on the side of a mountain… Photograph of the trees…

Excuse me while I slip out the door…

Memories… Memories of another time…
Memories of my darkest hours… Days… Weeks… Years…

I have been to the end before… A land of perpetual night…
Even in the darkness we must strive to see the light…
Self inflicted pain hangs from an orange extension cord…
Surrounded by needles… Surrounded by rotting boards…

Fate is an excuse we blame when life has got us down…
Heaven is alternative to our souls rotting in the ground…
Experience is relative… Darkness is a state of mind…
Walk across the dirty water and you are who you’ll find…

Blood in the water… Muddy sewers mainline to nowhere…
Mind like a pantry… Shelves empty and the fridge is bare…
Alone in this nightmare because no one knows the lie…
If a junky dies in the city… Does anyone care if he cries…

Orange street light reminder of the places I have been…
When you fight a dragon choose a sword over a pen…
Frost falls on the minds of those who lay out in the cold…
Every one of us dreams about the rainbows promised gold…

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End of December – Preparing a New Year

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Blueberry Sunrise – Last to Remain

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“Blueberry Sunrise – Chasing Dew” – Soergel Orchards – Wexford, PA

We will all be free to roam among the trees…
Together in the garden to pick blueberries…
A flower doesn’t open until the sun is just right…
Even in the darkness we should try to see the light…

I am one with the darkness but strive to find the light…
I want to be the warm glow you seek in the night…
Pain requires energy to physically self sustain…
Those who know to let it go will be the last to remain…

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Imagined in a field planting pumpkins… Penned at home on my back porch…

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Abstract Portrait – A Child’s Breath

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“A Child’s Breath” – Wilkinsburg, PA – Children are playing in my front yard… Blowing bubbles and laughing… As I stood there with my camera… I suddenly realized that inside of each of those bubbles was the breath of the child that created it… Set free to float across the neighborhood… Waiting for a place to settle down… I had to capture the moment… An abstract portrait of the neighborhood children… A child is a seedling… A grownup is a tree…
A seed that is planted will eventually grow free…

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Urban Gardens to Urban Forests

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In the Dark – Stay Outside and Play

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“In the Dark” – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA

I am but a tiny being on this massive rock… I am a rock…
I am but an observant soul… Lost… Looking for a way to be found…
Looking for a way to ask for something I can’t define…
Looking for that elusive sign… Looking for myself…
Searching through the darkness…
Realizing I am of the darkness…

All is well… Everything is just peachy…
My lie of a smile denies you the real me…
Blue skies combined with yellow clouds in gray…
Evenings approach ushers in another orange day…
Another day of labor… Another day in the heat…
Another day I didn’t wave the white flag of defeat…

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“Ninebark at Night” – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA

I am a fighter… I am on the outside one-percent…
And I have no desire to come inside…
I have no desires because my addictions took them away…
Fingerprint ID and the mug shot to display…
That is why I garden… That is why I plant seeds…
That is why I consider you when figuring for my needs…

I am not equal to anyone… I am six-feet below you…
I am staring up at the ground looking for a new view…
Looking for a way to erase these horrid memories…
Looking for a way to find peace with my enemies…
Looking for a way to find peace with myself…
With my memories… With my past… With you…

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Composition in Scraps – Primary

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“Composition in Scraps – Primary” – Bricks from my garden… River stones from the alley… Dandelions and Buttercups… Blue Flag Iris… Bamboo… Red Twig Dogwood… Apple…

A collaboration of a few of the things I find beautiful… Mere scraps to most… But to me… To me these things all posses as much individual beauty as they do as one composition… They were collected for a reason… They were collected to define a season… They were collected to define me…

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