Tag: photography

{seaside reverie}

{seaside reverie} creamy clouds, dissipate to reveal sparkling waves, tangerine colored terraces, poise over the marble sand. vineyard horizons, salty hair, and makeshift linen dresses, our freckled hands intertwine; you can’t live your life for moments like these, but once you get a taste… it’s hard not to. –e.l. jayne

{disillusionment}

{disillusionment} your constant daydreaming, is your inability to accept reality. life is less of a burden when we look her in the eyes. –e.l. jayne

{forged in flames} poem x e.l. jayne

{forged in flames} this is where the story begins, where the mountains kiss the sky, and creatures of folklore dance beneath the moonlight, forged in flames, they behave as if they are enough,  just walking around and enjoying themselves. they were made of peace, and only sought to find more peace. lived, loved, and left…

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{you and trust} poem x e.l. jayne

{you and trust} after the violent sunset, i lie here restless, upon crumpled leaves, hidden caves reveal reality, all of these stars and us, all i need  is you and trust. –e.l. jayne

‘how can worlds like these simply cease to exist altogether?’

“I wonder everyday whether she still exists. a person whom one has loved seems altogether too significant a thing to simply vanish altogether from the world. A person whom one loves is a world, just as one knows oneself to be a world. How can worlds like these simply cease altogether?” –Steven Pinker

{illustrate}

{illustrate} if another soul were to wish to understand me, I’d have them read my poetry, there— my soul illustrates itself, finer than i could, poetry does not, and cannot, lie. –e.l. jayne

{ambivalence}

{ambivalence} they used to say, “how could you be so careless with yourself,”  but I’ve seen strength in the face of death, it’s easy to believe what you hear, but there’s a storyline behind the curtain; ambivalence led to action, and now we’re out of the woods, as I promise: “nevermind, Darling, I’ll soon be…

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