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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Autumn Ensenble by t. j. nixon


Green gives way to red creating perfection of equal balance . Blazing orange , glistining gold and earthy browns  play full scale harmony . Cool purlple breezes whisper wood winds with rustling leaves as percussion . Feathered flighted birds in bright colors sing welcome to the season of Autumn . Golden rods and magente asters make a perfect  " Bravo ! " bouquet to natures magnificent magical act of transformation . Fill the cornocopia with earth's fruits , flowers and grains . Warm glowing afternoon sun will give us a que to commence a festive bacchannal . Raise your goblet high to toast earth's harvest and say " Well done , well done ! " We have only one first day of autumn . Breath in the beautiful aroma of earth's crescendo . Awaken your e
yes with transforming delightful colors . Listen to the symphoney of earth falling into Autumn .
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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Today this Moment by t. j. nixon


Today gives nuance in a poignant moment . A door closes softly as i walk away . i listen to a music arising from the dry leaves beneath my walking feet . Taking controll is impowering . The glittering light of hope is bright reflection . The warm autumn sun casts shadow behind .
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Monday, September 19, 2011

Me by t. j. nixon

In progression of time i percieve my order subjectively. The randomness of my being has no definable purpose. Elements of this world sand away my details to particals . i evaporate in heart and of mind . A slow flow of my energy into a spacial universe . Continuing the my explosive begining and spiroling to infinity .

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Night Time by t. j. nixon

Night  Time  by t.nixon85
Night Time , a photo by t.nixon85 on Flickr.

Fire works and lights at a lake

tom and Vincent now. 29 years plus !!!

Anniversary sitting on our front porch of our old Victorian home. i kiss your lips, my pink carnation . To give commitment a toast of dew at sunrise . Exploring new days of fulfilled dreams . With a touch of flame and blissful dance . With freedom to dream . A house with a backyard . Dogs and more dogs . Our hunger satisfied . With more sunsets for peaceful slumber . Hope for many new mornings . You my pink carnation , i love you and your soft lips . t

Thursday, September 8, 2011

The Calm After the Storm by t. j. nixon


Another type of energy may be felt after a raging storm . The sky clears, the sun comes out and spreads reassuring yellow -pink -and orange glow . A soft wind whispers all will be  well  . The water recedes . The rain stops /Our mother is happy again . i love you mother. Let us both heal now.
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Monday, September 5, 2011

tom and Vincent

tom and Vincent by t.nixon85
tom and Vincent, a photo by t.nixon85 on Flickr.

Tom and Vincent then

Tom and  Vincent  then by t.nixon85
Tom and Vincent then, a photo by t.nixon85 on Flickr.

tom and Vincent now. 29 years plus !!!

i kiss your lips, My pink carnation. To give Commitment .A toast of dew at sunrise. Exploring new days , Of fulfilled dreams. A touch of flame . We blissfully dance with freedom to dream . A house with backyard . Dogs and more dogs. With our hungers satisfied . With more sunsets,peaceful slumber and hope for many new mornings .. You my pink carnation, i love you and your soft lips .