Orbs of a Lingering Moon

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It was the night of a lingering Full Moon.

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If you squint your eyes you almost see orbs.

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Yet orbs are there to see.

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Orbs dance into view.

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Ghostly in their appearance.

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You’ve attracted light beings.

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Including Good Old Teardrop in upper left.

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They send their brightest.

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To shine upon you.

Lower your contrasts, and open your shadows, and you will see.

For those of you who are new to this blog, or would like to refresh your memory as to what orbs are, perhaps this will help: https://orbsdelight.wordpress.com/2012/11/17/photographing-orbs

Orbs Attend the Night

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It was a night of quiet celebration, the birth of a young man 31 years ago.

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Poetry was attended by orbs unheralded yet rejoiced.

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Realities were questioned as Castaneda was lauded.

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It is the Moon rising in the East in this reality of seen and unseen.

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Lower your contrast and open your shadows and you will see the unseen.

For those of you who are new to this blog, or would like to refresh your memory as to what orbs are, perhaps this will help: https://orbsdelight.wordpress.com/2012/11/17/photographing-orbs

Orbs and the Poets

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Once again, Logan Dirtyverbs Phillips brought Palabra Andante to the Bisbee Royale. Poets gathered in hopes of being one of the twelve chosen to read by lottery. Logan is a highly energetic fellow who created energy snake patterns in the air the first time I posted this event. Don’t miss him in the last photo of this post.

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Suzi Pretty was her usual dry witted self who drew in the orbs as well as the crowd.

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Sarita Gonzales, our guest star poet from Tucson. If you like peanut butter, you might not want to hear this poem. Her flawless memorization was truly a performance to appreciate. The orbs certainly found amusement in her presentation.

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Orbs also hung on the words of Patricia’s tale of overcooked vegetables.

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Matt’s commanding read of a Geri DiGiorno poem really caught the orbs attention. They must have recognized poet laureate quality.

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Ruby’s finely crafted poem also received orb attentiveness.

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Thayer won the coveted baker’s dozen place at the podium with an earthy poem about God at the grocery store. Not only did the orbs line up to listen, but Logan experienced an energetic shift. What was that all about?

For those of you who are new to this blog, or would like to refresh your memory as to what orbs are, perhaps this will help: https://orbsdelight.wordpress.com/2012/11/17/photographing-orbs

You Cannot See Them

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You cannot see them

ladies walking home at night

wrapped in towels

dampening sarongs

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You hear their laughter

and sleepy murmurs

spirits follow

listening closely

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You cannot see them

ladies with attentive spirits

walking gliding

through the night

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Freshly bathed

thoughts of comforts

home draws them onward

ladies walking above

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You did not see them

Nor saw the spirits

that shadowed

wet ladies

walking home tonight.

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For those of you who are new to this blog, or would like to refresh your memory as to what orbs are, perhaps this will help: https://orbsdelight.wordpress.com/2012/11/17/photographing-orbs

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Dog Bath Blues

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 So you had to bathe me

’cause I’m a dirty shame

perhaps I’m also smelly

and I’m the one to blame.

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Why submit me

to water and shampoo

stinky stuff

I accepted you.

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Guess I wasn’t good enough

Guess I wasn’t sweet enough

Guess you want to play it rough

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How much dirt

will it take to make

you see

baths don’t work?

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Get your camera ready

’cause I’ve a tail to wag at you.

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Dogs win, dogs win!

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Orbs of Truth

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Not again,

a stranger’s eyes

regard me in a mirror

that lies.

Once again,

I inhabit a body

not mine.

We are all one.

What tripe!

We don’t know that Truth

until the body is not ours

until now.

Not now!

My body, my life.

This body, another’s life.

I do remember

my life, my body.

But that was then,

this is now.

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