The Words of the Photographs

Glenton said:
"Shades of Gray"
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A Color Story, Ovla (Text)

"Shades of Gray" is a song that was written in 1965 by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil and was recorded by The Monkees for their 1967 album Headquarters.

"When the world and I were young
Just yesterday
Live was such a simple game
A child could play
It was easy then to tell right from wrong
Easy then to tell weak from strong
When a man should stand and fight
Or just go along

But today there is no day or night
Today there is no dark or light
Today there is no black or white
Only shades of gray"
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Perfect in black and white. How clever!
 
JillyG said:
I heard a quote from this poem recently and instantly (or even quicker) thought of Glenton Rodolfo and zenjenny Jen when I saw the entire poem. It is made for you two. Jen, you've already done some fabulous work that would go with almost any part of this poem. Would you both pick a section or an image and match it, one to the other? Pleeeeeeaase.:rolleyes:

The Name
by Don Marquis

It shifts and glides from form to form,
— It drifts and darkles, gleams and glows;

It is the passion of the storm,
— The poignance of the rose; —

Through changing shapes, through devious ways,
— By noon or night, in cloud or flame,

My heart has followed all my days
— Something I cannot name!

In sunlight on some woman's hair,
— Or starlight in some woman's eyne,

Or in low laughter smothered where
— Her red lips wedded mine,

My heart hath known, and thrilled to know,
— This unnamed presence that it sought;

And when my heart hath found it so,
— " Love is the name, " I thought.

Sometimes when sudden afterglows
— In futile glory storm the skies,

Within their transient gold and rose
— The secret stirs and dies;

Or when the trampling morn walks o'er
— The troubled seas, with feet of flame,

My awed heart whispers, " Ask no more,
— For Beauty is the name! "

Or dreaming in old chapels where
— The dim aisles pulse with murmurings

That part are music, part are prayer —
— (Or rush of hidden wings),

Sometimes I lift a startled head
— To some saint's carven countenance,

Half fancying that the lips have said,
— " All names mean God, perchance! "
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Your wish . . . . :notworthy: :inlove:
 
JillyG said:
I heard a quote from this poem recently and instantly (or even quicker) thought of Glenton Rodolfo and zenjenny Jen when I saw the entire poem. It is made for you two. Jen, you've already done some fabulous work that would go with almost any part of this poem. Would you both pick a section or an image and match it, one to the other? Pleeeeeeaase.:rolleyes:

The Name
by Don Marquis

It shifts and glides from form to form,
— It drifts and darkles, gleams and glows;

It is the passion of the storm,
— The poignance of the rose; —

Through changing shapes, through devious ways,
— By noon or night, in cloud or flame,

My heart has followed all my days
— Something I cannot name!

In sunlight on some woman's hair,
— Or starlight in some woman's eyne,

Or in low laughter smothered where
— Her red lips wedded mine,

My heart hath known, and thrilled to know,
— This unnamed presence that it sought;

And when my heart hath found it so,
— " Love is the name, " I thought.

Sometimes when sudden afterglows
— In futile glory storm the skies,

Within their transient gold and rose
— The secret stirs and dies;

Or when the trampling morn walks o'er
— The troubled seas, with feet of flame,

My awed heart whispers, " Ask no more,
— For Beauty is the name! "

Or dreaming in old chapels where
— The dim aisles pulse with murmurings

That part are music, part are prayer —
— (Or rush of hidden wings),

Sometimes I lift a startled head
— To some saint's carven countenance,

Half fancying that the lips have said,
— " All names mean God, perchance! "
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Beautiful and powerful poem!
Totally agree with Jilly JillyG: Worthy of Jen's zenjenny masterpieces :rolleyes:
 
(Just) Waiting for Jen :appsir:
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A Color Story, Distressed FX, WordSwag
 
For JillyG's beautiful find, 'The Name'

I have to stop playing with this image. The poem is so beautiful, and has so many inspirations, I could be working & reworking it forever. If I really can't bear leaving it as is, I'll post another one down the track. Thank you for the invitation :notworthy:

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The Name
by Don Marquis

It shifts and glides from form to form,
— It drifts and darkles, gleams and glows;

It is the passion of the storm,
— The poignance of the rose; —

Through changing shapes, through devious ways,
— By noon or night, in cloud or flame,

My heart has followed all my days
— Something I cannot name!

In sunlight on some woman's hair,
— Or starlight in some woman's eyne,

Or in low laughter smothered where
— Her red lips wedded mine,

My heart hath known, and thrilled to know,
— This unnamed presence that it sought;

And when my heart hath found it so,
— " Love is the name, " I thought.

Sometimes when sudden afterglows
— In futile glory storm the skies,

Within their transient gold and rose
— The secret stirs and dies;

Or when the trampling morn walks o'er
— The troubled seas, with feet of flame,

My awed heart whispers, " Ask no more,
— For Beauty is the name! "

Or dreaming in old chapels where
— The dim aisles pulse with murmurings

That part are music, part are prayer —
— (Or rush of hidden wings),

Sometimes I lift a startled head
— To some saint's carven countenance,

Half fancying that the lips have said,
— " All names mean God, perchance! "
 
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zenjenny said:
For JillyG's beautiful find, 'The Name'

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I have to stop playing with this image. The poem is so beautiful, and has so many inspirations, I could be working & reworking it forever. If I really can't bear leaving it as is, I'll post another one down the track. Thank you for the invitation :notworthy:
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Isn't this just beautiful. Perfect colours and the interspersion of words across and through the image is inspired. :inlove:
 
zenjenny said:
For JillyG's beautiful find, 'The Name'

I have to stop playing with this image. The poem is so beautiful, and has so many inspirations, I could be working & reworking it forever. If I really can't bear leaving it as is, I'll post another one down the track. Thank you for the invitation :notworthy:

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The Name
by Don Marquis

It shifts and glides from form to form,
— It drifts and darkles, gleams and glows;

It is the passion of the storm,
— The poignance of the rose; —

Through changing shapes, through devious ways,
— By noon or night, in cloud or flame,

My heart has followed all my days
— Something I cannot name!

In sunlight on some woman's hair,
— Or starlight in some woman's eyne,

Or in low laughter smothered where
— Her red lips wedded mine,

My heart hath known, and thrilled to know,
— This unnamed presence that it sought;

And when my heart hath found it so,
— " Love is the name, " I thought.

Sometimes when sudden afterglows
— In futile glory storm the skies,

Within their transient gold and rose
— The secret stirs and dies;

Or when the trampling morn walks o'er
— The troubled seas, with feet of flame,

My awed heart whispers, " Ask no more,
— For Beauty is the name! "

Or dreaming in old chapels where
— The dim aisles pulse with murmurings

That part are music, part are prayer —
— (Or rush of hidden wings),

Sometimes I lift a startled head
— To some saint's carven countenance,

Half fancying that the lips have said,
— " All names mean God, perchance! "
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This is perfect Jen... and so beautiful. Hope you don't mind but I added in the poem as they are such a perfect pair, and I felt they needed to be together. :inlove:
 
zenjenny said:
For JillyG's beautiful find, 'The Name'

I have to stop playing with this image. The poem is so beautiful, and has so many inspirations, I could be working & reworking it forever. If I really can't bear leaving it as is, I'll post another one down the track. Thank you for the invitation :notworthy:

View attachment 98263
The Name
by Don Marquis

It shifts and glides from form to form,
— It drifts and darkles, gleams and glows;

It is the passion of the storm,
— The poignance of the rose; —

Through changing shapes, through devious ways,
— By noon or night, in cloud or flame,

My heart has followed all my days
— Something I cannot name!

In sunlight on some woman's hair,
— Or starlight in some woman's eyne,

Or in low laughter smothered where
— Her red lips wedded mine,

My heart hath known, and thrilled to know,
— This unnamed presence that it sought;

And when my heart hath found it so,
— " Love is the name, " I thought.

Sometimes when sudden afterglows
— In futile glory storm the skies,

Within their transient gold and rose
— The secret stirs and dies;

Or when the trampling morn walks o'er
— The troubled seas, with feet of flame,

My awed heart whispers, " Ask no more,
— For Beauty is the name! "

Or dreaming in old chapels where
— The dim aisles pulse with murmurings

That part are music, part are prayer —
— (Or rush of hidden wings),

Sometimes I lift a startled head
— To some saint's carven countenance,

Half fancying that the lips have said,
— " All names mean God, perchance! "
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A very emotive image!
 
Glenton said:
Bleu, bleu...
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Camera, Formulas, WordSwag, Stackables
The photo was taken by my daughter-in-law: María Patricia.

"L'amour est bleu" (English title: "Love Is Blue") is a song whose music was composed by André Popp, and whose lyrics were written by Pierre Cour, in 1967.
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And who are these two lovebirds? Great edit.:thumbs:
 
Glenton said:
Bleu, bleu...
View attachment 99547
Camera, Formulas, WordSwag, Stackables
The photo was taken by my daughter-in-law: María Patricia.

"L'amour est bleu" (English title: "Love Is Blue") is a song whose music was composed by André Popp, and whose lyrics were written by Pierre Cour, in 1967.
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How lovely is this? Loving the blue too...
 
Glenton said:
Bleu, bleu...
View attachment 99547
Camera, Formulas, WordSwag, Stackables
The photo was taken by my daughter-in-law: María Patricia.

"L'amour est bleu" (English title: "Love Is Blue") is a song whose music was composed by André Popp, and whose lyrics were written by Pierre Cour, in 1967.
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What a beautiful image (and wonderful edit!). Is there a story to share . . . ?
 
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