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People I Don't Know #10

Photo Title: People I Don't Know #10 © Aline Smithson Photography
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The photographer lives in Los Angeles, California, and specializes in
fine art photography.

Photo Prompt
Study the photo, then write down the first three words that come to mind. Write about those words.

Writing Prompt

This is you looking at that photograph. Write a story, poem, or thoughts about what you are feeling. Who is that man you are looking at? What does he mean to you?

Word Prompt
Hands

Photo used with permission from Aline Smithson.

6 comments:

Sarah Copeland said...

posh
remembrance
struggles

Edgar was.

Due to the length of this piece I can't post it here...you can find it on my blog here...

http://inner-star-thoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/edgar-was.html

(copy and paste the link into your browser)

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

Thank you for advising me, Sarah:)

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

Sarah - I have to comment on your story:) There is so much imagination and good writing in Edgar was. The first line that really hooked me in is this one: "This morning I had a nice chat with myself over morning coffee, strong and black just like Edgar's, and convinced the procrastinator in me that the attic was long over due for a good purge and scrub."

WHY said...

Hands

The fire stole all my photo's of you, my love. But, when I picture your hands, I remember the days and nights we spent together in Mexico where we first met. The way you gently brushed the hair from my eyes, and rubbed my aching back. Your hand in mine during our evening walks down the beach while I talked endlessly about our future together. And, you always listened, and your hands were always there for me.

Your strong, gentle hands.

I never knew how much I'd miss them, my love.

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

Whether it be truth or fiction, thank you for sharing your stories :)

J for Jendetta said...

I didn't know
I do
meant
I mourn

I didn't know
it was the last time
I would
see him

I didn't know
his promises
could be taken
away

I didn't know
that G-d
could forsake
beauty

I didn't know
but now
I do

 

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