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Terça, 26 — *Retirar das retinas poeiras incrustadas – O Outro Lado

O cadeado abre a dor para o hereditário… o telhado abriga o pássaro gigante, no céu branco, ausente de nuvens e nem era noite de lua e no quadrante leste Saturno estava lá, em algum canto. Nem todo dia, o astro rege as marés, e nem coordena os desavisados ventos vindos do sul. Era para ser de chuva – o dia – mas, a previsão falhou no calendário. O bilhete no papel de parede dá o ar de indignação. Cadê os dias prometidos na busca da fé? Disfarçado de lugar comum – o pássaro – o vento alado ameaça voo e permanece… olho fixo no horizonte branco. A folha de papel pronta para a carta. O vento seco na estrada irregular… as cadeiras na calçada da vizinha vazias de presença nos ecos do nada. Era só rotina essas miudezas todas, enquanto a ave fica à espera da hora certa da fuga, com medo do voo.
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Source: Terça, 26 — *Retirar das retinas poeiras incrustadas – O Outro Lado
HAIKU XXI

By Neus Bonet i Sala Entre las encinas Ardillas y erizos buscan alimento y hogar. https://taplink.cc/nbonetsala
HAIKU XXI
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NIKON D7100 = ƒ/6.3 1/160 66mm ISO200 – Savanna Portage State Park, MN
Mutter Erde lässt herzlich grüßen… – Leben als Mensch
Wir nutzten das sonnige Wetter heute wieder, um Mutter Erde einen Besuch im Wald abzustatten. Begleitet wurden wir u.a. von der Sonne, einem Eichelhäher, der unüberhörbar unsere Ankunft noch weiteren zahlreichen Bewohnern des Waldes meldete…😊

Danke, Mutter Erde!
✨🙏✨
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Sharpshot Nature .Com 02732-tod-037651 Sandhill Crane

2023-11-26 02732-tod-037651 Sandhill Crane
NIKON D7500 – ƒ/8 1/500 600mm ISO125 – Crex Meadows Wildlife Refuge, WI
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NIKON D7500 – ƒ/6.3 1/500 550mm ISO200 – Crex Meadows Wildlife Refuge, WI
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Songs I Like (88) | beetleypete
Songs I Like (88)
Money’s Too Tight To Mention.
I have featured this song before on my blog, but I heard it again recently so thought a second outing was in order.
In 1985 I was still living in Wimbledon in South-West London just before moving back to the Surrey Docks area. I used to frequent a record shop in a side street that was known to always have unusual records from new bands and singers in stock. Over the years the owner had come to know my preferred styles and tastes, so I would just go in randomly and he would play me records he was sure I would buy.
One of these was a song from a band neither of us had ever heard of, Simply Red. Listening to the song, we were both convinced that the band must be American, and the vocalist almost certainly black. He was correct to assume that I liked it, and I bought a copy.
It was only later that I discovered the song was a cover of the Valentine Brothers original a few years earlier, that the band was British, and the lead singer was a white man with frizzy ginger hair named Mick Hucknall. They went on to become one of the most famous British groups, sold millions of records, and are still together today.
I later tracked down a copy of the Valentine Brothers original. It has a different feel that is 100% ‘Funk’. I have added it under the Simply Red version, which I still prefer.
The lyrics are on the video.
Source: Songs I Like (88) | beetleypete

Moon-child – yaskhan
I am a child of the earth Raised by the stars in the sky Tended by the moon as I sleep Scars of the world clothe me Her wounds rich in history. I am bathed by the tears of the clouds When it rains, the wind howls-in my ears Apocalyptic.... When I cry-the earth soaks up my tears A piece of my soul Turning to dust; And like dust, I rise A storm of stardust On moonstruck madness.. The sky calls out my name at dawn Sparking the sun on my breast.. I am a child of the earth The darkness and the light The truth, the lie Sorrow and joy It's all there in the Pen that I wield.
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