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Surreal Nature

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There have been some recent 

video games where colors

and fantasy terrains show

worlds  or  interiors

of surreal content:

Breath of the Wild,

Legend of Zelda,

Splatoon and

Badlands.

The fantasy parts

and other worlds usually

have an “earthly reference.”*
~ ~ 🤖   👾  👽 ~ ~
*This is according to my two

grandsons, Skyler and Micah.

Shot through the heart. . .

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This right hand jet stream trailing

downwards, reminds me of a

“flaming arrow.”

 Feathery  feelings  float

and flutter on a whole 

different level.

This evokes thoughts 

of how different two 

people can be. 

One was raised

 be forthright and direct. 

Other protects his

heart while 

deflecting

arrows of

Pain.

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The song with same title

as the post written today is,

“Shot through the Heart”

came out in 1984. 

The one I think of 

and know the lyrics is called,

“You Give Love a Bad Name.”

This was related in lyrics by

repeating within chorus the line,

‘shot through the heart,’ (1986).

Both are Bon Jovi songs. Band

member, Richie Samboro 

and Desmond Child

co-wrote 2nd song

with Bon Jovi.

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Leaning over the fairgrounds fence

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The sky was changing and becoming
alive with colors and emotions.
Sometimes we may just study 
the details to imprint them 
on our minds. Other times, we 
cannot resist sharing with a 
person passing by, if we are
walking. Others times, we push 
ourselves to find an opening in the
scenery to get a clear picture.
One to carry with us, on our cell
phone. Just to open and sense the 
eye opening experience once again.
It is getting cooler, but still we 
shall have warm days, cool nights
and magical carpet rides.
Looks like a great clearing
to run, settle on it, hang on tight!
Come drift along on your carpet
beside me out into the blue yonder.

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This was written in the Fall, 2016.

I tried to fit in it, but we had 

Delaware County Fair,

All Horse Parade, 

Halloween

and just

saw this. . .

Wishing you a bit of green 

nature and happy to know,

less than thirty days til

Spring is sprung! 

Storm’s  a’brewing

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The billowing, 

blustery  

clouds 

are preparing

to let loose of 

snow, sleet or rain.

This great photograph

was sent to me from my son,

James Matthew. 

My family think of me,

from years of watching clouds

While we either laid on a picnic

blanket or our beach towels,

during swimming pool 

breaks or rest periods.

Are you able to “read” 

upcoming weather conditions?

Awe-inspiring sky

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We will have had a Christmas Eve “day”

meal together, my family and I.

The busiest household asked 

me to take a few children

off their hands since

“Shh-h!”

Santa is coming tonight!

xo   🙂   xo

“Twas the night before Christmas,

when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring,

not even a mouse. . .”

xoxo

The author, Dr. Clement C. Moore,

was born in New York in 1779.

One of his major writing

contributions to literature

and learning is the book,

“Hebrew and English Lexicon.”

Note that this is surpassed

in numbers of people who

read and enjoy his poem

which I started this post

with, originally titled:

“A Visit from St. Nicholas.”

xoxo

I adore the illustrations in my

little book drawn by artist,

Arthur Rackham.

He was born in

1867, with his final

illustrating endeavor found

in “The Wind and the Willows.”

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May your weekend be joyful,

as you celebrate, let it be merry.

Those who still believe 

in Santa and magic, 

wishing you  the most 

Jolly Holiday ever!

Layers of cloud blankets

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From deep blue, frigid air leads into

grays and then strands of cobalt.

Golden lights filtering, flickering

reach warmth of the falling Sun.

The arrows of my Love 

will try to pierce through 

your thick armour.

I cannot help but hope 

cool distance breaks down 

in my warmth extended.

Red sparkles in evergreen tree,

display sparks from my 

hopeful arrows, 

lighting up, 

challenging

your Past to

create a 

Future:

Together.

  ❤

This is an original love poem by~

Robin O. Cochran