Poem: Pohm
24May 4 by The Running Son
Pohm
o Humid rise, up and gather,
reign down over all.
moisture in all,
the breath of god.
by Jim Aldrich
May 4 by The Running Son
Pohm
o Humid rise, up and gather,
reign down over all.
moisture in all,
the breath of god.
by Jim Aldrich
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
by po'E.T. and the colors of pi
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This post is so simple, yet it is so beautiful. Thank you@
Stories…u are very welcome. I look forward to learning about Iraq culture.
Sincerely, Jim
I like the way this is visual. (I’m sure it wasn’t last time I visited!) And how I have to highlight the last word to see it!
Is the picture one of yours? I see many things in it; it is fluid and beautiful; I like it.
no, not the pic. but the simple b & w was inspired by you ws 😉
I think that’s the pic I mean – the simple black and white at the top of the pohm. Inspired by me? [blush!] Among other things, I see in it a running man, and a heart expressing, and someone catching something, like perhaps a droplet of light… 🙂
you go! images mean so much. a running man.. 😉
Jim
Will catch you again soon, I must run! 😉 New pic to colour, wouldn’t mind living in it, a lush green river valley amidst distant purple mountains… Too rah!
if u scan it, come link me yes?
You mean a coloured in picture? Linked to your site? Hmm. I have a scanner to test out. Could try… will do it if it works. 🙂
😉 like to see it. I know you have all kinds of wilder colors in you..
😉
wonderful – u sound ( sound of origin – let there be sound and om reverberated) like an indian monsoon with thunderclouds dark like the avatar descending to moisten our parched materialism
ahhhhh
*that* sounds good. I like your tone.
😉
Reblogged this on The RunningFather Blog and commented:
re-toned with keys
jim
The rain reigns nurturing humidity… 🙂 I like this one for the sense of connection with all that holds water. 🙂
nice angle. Missed you for a week I guess. Had to peek in on the new blog tho for activity. 🙂
I missed the Friday/Saturday I had planned for the BigArmchair. Maybe best that I don’t set a date! Just spontaneously invite people over!
How are you? Sorry to have disappeared quite a lot this last week. Got a bit worn out. Also got my colouring book covers finished (yay, it’s over!) 🙂
I saw the frame at least 😉 I am well now. Quite well, tonight.
Spontaneity works best sometimes. I think.
Yeh, I reckon 🙂
Glad you are well tonight.
😉
How clever! Pohmmm. 🙂
You may not have caught the one other forced cleverness in it… or did you?
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