raining star

Originally uploaded by finsmal

A star blinks;
celestial petals fall.
Shadows bleed
over the edge.
The sky closes it's eye and
comforting darkness
lulls the world to sleep.

date night under the porch light

date night under the porch light
Originally uploaded by citlali*

"psst, honey -- don't look now, but there's a really scrumptious little snack right next to your ankle."

elephant

Originally uploaded by finsmal

The feeling of frustration was thick in the air, suffocating. Eyes darted from each other, repulsion, evasion. They looked away, not wanting to face the elephant in the room. It's impossible for either of them to feel anything but disdain in this shared inability to bring up the subject. Maybe it was clear enough. They were finally over. No amount of words would reverse it or even delay this fact: their only hope for happiness lay in the future, in separate worlds.

elusive

sun, sky and clouds
Originally uploaded by Fotopath

Open sky, cluttered.

Visiting clouds shove by;

curling, napping, crawling,

hiding the sun.

wistful

crash
Originally uploaded by (nz)dave

Thickly salted air breathes slower

into mindless shuffling steps;

sandy crumbles disappear

melting in a roaring sea.

caressing

little stars
Originally uploaded by setsunasky

Air moves swiftly over ground,

blades of grass folding.

Scent of petals floats

to a nearby stream.

Resisting water barely nudges;

rolling to the edge and

falling back again...

macro nude iii

macro nude iii
Originally uploaded by Citlali *

My mastercard moment: September of 2007, An Attempted Collaboration.

An interesting thing happened to me last September. I was invited to participate in a photo project. Exciting, right? I thought so. He asked for wide nude SPs, I offered macros and he agreed but kept insisting on "wider, wider". When he finally posted a macro it was altered to look like a porn close-up and titled sleazy to match -- refusing to use any identifying tags. I asked him to remove the photo and when he finally did he threw down some insults and then blocked me.

Lesson learned:

Make sure both parties agreen on EXACTLY what they want from the collaboration.

I call it my Mastercard moment:

Collaborating with a "friend" on a nude project: RISKY.

Finding out he really wanted more than you would offer: OBVIOUS.

Getting blocked by someone who turned out to be a jerk anyway: PRICELESS. = ]

revealing intention

macro nude iii
Originally uploaded by Citlali *

My mastercard moment: September of 2007, An Attempted Collaboration.

An interesting thing happened to me last September. I was invited to participate in a photo project. Exciting, right? I thought so. He asked for wide nude SPs, I offered macros and he agreed but kept insisting on "wider, wider". When he finally posted a macro it was altered to look like a porn close-up and titled sleazy to match -- refusing to use any identifying tags. I asked him to remove the photo and when he finally did he threw down some insults and then blocked me.

Lesson learned:

Make sure both parties agreen on EXACTLY what they want from the collaboration.

I call it my Mastercard moment:

Collaborating with a "friend" on a nude project: RISKY.

Finding out he really wanted more than you would offer: OBVIOUS.

Getting blocked by someone who turned out to be a jerk anyway: PRICELESS. = ]

dead, discarded, disregarded

100_9762 dead cone
Originally uploaded by Citlali *

My surroundings are different at this moment, different from those I used to have working along side my friends. This place is calm, quiet, lonely at times. I have a bed of gravel, dried leaves from the autumn past, fallen and forgotten now like me. They come and go, and some stay a while cuddling together in the edges and corners. The other part of me is nearby as well: my base. It kept me upright, tall, steady, making sure that the warning was clear to those driving by. My buddies stood next to me forming that line. Together we worked to keep others safe and out of danger. It was honest work. The big guys always took us all home at the end the job. They stacked us together and piled us on the truck. But one day during the project for this street Sam, the cat, ran through the line when he should have stayed out. The car driving by barely avoided Sam but hit me instead. The hit knocked me down and broke off my base. I couldn't be stood back up again, the injury was too severe and I was devastated. In the flurry of activity they shoved me, put me out of the way. I was not useful any more, my working days were over. That's how I ended up here watching the cars go by on the street I helped repair. The sun shines, the breeze whips by and my neighbors visit. Today I wait for Sam to come by, he's ever thankful for the day I saved his life.

basking

100_3435 basking
Originally uploaded by Citlali *

It's the sill at the base of the window. She's compelled to seek it out, to soak in the sun. It's a simple pleasure, that warmth, a feeling like few others. Basic. Instinctively it's part of a daily routine. That glass door to the outside world that in turn lets the heat in. Find the sill, find the sun. The yellow light shines in enveloping her in that ever so comforting warmth.

brand new day

100_1743 brand new day
Originally uploaded by Citlali *

It's a brand new day.
Sometimes I feel discouraged, exposed, brittle and trapped;
but today is a new day.
Today I can untangle, break free and start fresh.
Today is a brand new day.