My #BeReal guest today is Sean Bidd. He often expresses himself by drawing on the natural world around him. I find it perfectly fitting that he sent me a poem for his #BeReal piece!
Stars and mountain tops
Show me your pictures
Those deep inside your mind
The ones you keep a hold of
Those ones of stars and cities and mountain tops
Where rivers run and rush to find
Their short long ways out to a sea
Give a hint, a chance to guess
All the names to people’s faces
The ones that hold your heart
Each the ones that pass you by
Too, those ones which write upon your soul
Their indelible ink, their weather beaten tattoos
Oh, do share the longest of tales
Those ones you haven’t written yet
The ones that light up your face as you remember them
In every way, how it all went down
To then rise and fall, and rise again
It’s that sense, feeling, that touch
When your soul deep inside, becomes tactile
As it broadcasts about every crevasse
Those ones, those open minds all around the world
Like they say, some Sunsets, they never fade.
Part photographer, writer of poems, short stories and nomad of less known places. I come from the sandstone highlands of Queensland in the South Pacific, but live these days closer to the coast on the Tropic of Capricorn.
I’ve studied multimedia and communication at CQ University (though I need to finish my final year) and have worked in the spatial sciences industry, plus I am also a step parent and step grandparent. Which all makes for busy and fun times.
Back in January I finished up work with a company I’ve been with for 23 years and have spent the last nine months exploring what’s real outside of work with family and community. I’ve managed to help out with outdoor art installations, assisted in curating photographic galleries, lent a hand or two as a volunteer at community events and in programs.
On my blog, which is more poems and stories than journaling, a couple of free books can be found at the bottom of the page. They’re just poems and stories.
https://www.facebook.com/SeanBidd
https://www.flickr.com/photos/sarrmarkuzza/
A beautiful poem that could well serve as an invitation and inspiration to many to write their own Be Real. Must reblog
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glad to see your still around girl. love your stuff and your guests!
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Great poem!
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Such flows tastes, those reminisce of Dates and Coconuts, where Pacific Winds, wayfare among those journeying crests and troughs, within a mind’s supple touch to journey inside each falling dawn and upon each rising evening, where conversations reach you on a climbing inland breeze, somewhere in those mountains, soul deep at Sunset, cradled in considered ink and life.
Cheers, Hasty! Much love to you, out on, along the inky blue highway and rocky mountain passes, where the night sky, mountains and rivers dance beneath those unforgettable stars, falling and rising on their on terms.
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Beautiful!!!
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Beautiful, beautiful and thank you for sharing. Thelma
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