#entwine — Public Fediverse posts
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the strength of an oak
unseen pains, branches entwine
the ice is thawing---
#BlueSkyRelay - #growingpains
#vss365 - #oak
#VssPoem - #entwine
#DailyHaikuPrompt - thaw
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haiku
#NaHaiWriMo#KBFPhotography #DSLR #Nikon #Photography
#FotoVorschlag - 'Im Verborgenen - Hidden' -
the strength of an oak
unseen pains, branches entwine
the ice is thawing---
#BlueSkyRelay - #growingpains
#vss365 - #oak
#VssPoem - #entwine
#DailyHaikuPrompt - thaw
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haiku
#NaHaiWriMo#KBFPhotography #DSLR #Nikon #Photography
#FotoVorschlag - 'Im Verborgenen - Hidden' -
the strength of an oak
unseen pains, branches entwine
the ice is thawing---
#BlueSkyRelay - #growingpains
#vss365 - #oak
#VssPoem - #entwine
#DailyHaikuPrompt - thaw
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haiku
#NaHaiWriMo#KBFPhotography #DSLR #Nikon #Photography
#FotoVorschlag - 'Im Verborgenen - Hidden' -
the strength of an oak
unseen pains, branches entwine
the ice is thawing---
#BlueSkyRelay - #growingpains
#vss365 - #oak
#VssPoem - #entwine
#DailyHaikuPrompt - thaw
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haiku
#NaHaiWriMo#KBFPhotography #DSLR #Nikon #Photography
#FotoVorschlag - 'Im Verborgenen - Hidden' -
the strength of an oak
unseen pains, branches entwine
the ice is thawing---
#BlueSkyRelay - #growingpains
#vss365 - #oak
#VssPoem - #entwine
#DailyHaikuPrompt - thaw
#WritingCommunity #poetry #haiku
#NaHaiWriMo#KBFPhotography #DSLR #Nikon #Photography
#FotoVorschlag - 'Im Verborgenen - Hidden' -
USGSLiDAR [easier USGS 3DEP elevation data access]
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https://github.com/bmcgaughey1/USGSlidar <-- shared GitHub repository
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#GIS #spatial #mapping #entwine #remotesensing #opendata #spatialanalysis #processing #automation #opensource #USGSLiDAR #LiDAR #3dep #elevation #3delevation #3delevationprogram #USGS #webserver #index #entwineindex #PDAL #pipelines #download #pointdata #pointcloud #clipped #MicrosoftPlanetaryComputer #MPC
@USGS -
USGSLiDAR [easier USGS 3DEP elevation data access]
--
https://github.com/bmcgaughey1/USGSlidar <-- shared GitHub repository
--
#GIS #spatial #mapping #entwine #remotesensing #opendata #spatialanalysis #processing #automation #opensource #USGSLiDAR #LiDAR #3dep #elevation #3delevation #3delevationprogram #USGS #webserver #index #entwineindex #PDAL #pipelines #download #pointdata #pointcloud #clipped #MicrosoftPlanetaryComputer #MPC
@USGS -
USGSLiDAR [easier USGS 3DEP elevation data access]
--
https://github.com/bmcgaughey1/USGSlidar <-- shared GitHub repository
--
#GIS #spatial #mapping #entwine #remotesensing #opendata #spatialanalysis #processing #automation #opensource #USGSLiDAR #LiDAR #3dep #elevation #3delevation #3delevationprogram #USGS #webserver #index #entwineindex #PDAL #pipelines #download #pointdata #pointcloud #clipped #MicrosoftPlanetaryComputer #MPC
@USGS -
USGSLiDAR [easier USGS 3DEP elevation data access]
--
https://github.com/bmcgaughey1/USGSlidar <-- shared GitHub repository
--
#GIS #spatial #mapping #entwine #remotesensing #opendata #spatialanalysis #processing #automation #opensource #USGSLiDAR #LiDAR #3dep #elevation #3delevation #3delevationprogram #USGS #webserver #index #entwineindex #PDAL #pipelines #download #pointdata #pointcloud #clipped #MicrosoftPlanetaryComputer #MPC
@USGS -
USGSLiDAR [easier USGS 3DEP elevation data access]
--
https://github.com/bmcgaughey1/USGSlidar <-- shared GitHub repository
--
#GIS #spatial #mapping #entwine #remotesensing #opendata #spatialanalysis #processing #automation #opensource #USGSLiDAR #LiDAR #3dep #elevation #3delevation #3delevationprogram #USGS #webserver #index #entwineindex #PDAL #pipelines #download #pointdata #pointcloud #clipped #MicrosoftPlanetaryComputer #MPC
@USGS -
#MastoPrompt #Entwine
Forest FeastDrinking Ent wine like there is no tomorrow
a nice vintage this
they don't make barrels from oak of course
I wonder where- and how -
but not for long
the music's starting
wine in veins bids me
to dance "so hasty" #Poetry #Writer -
#MastoPrompt #Entwine
Forest FeastDrinking Ent wine like there is no tomorrow
a nice vintage this
they don't make barrels from oak of course
I wonder where- and how -
but not for long
the music's starting
wine in veins bids me
to dance "so hasty" #Poetry #Writer -
#MastoPrompt #Entwine
Forest FeastDrinking Ent wine like there is no tomorrow
a nice vintage this
they don't make barrels from oak of course
I wonder where- and how -
but not for long
the music's starting
wine in veins bids me
to dance "so hasty" #Poetry #Writer -
Please don't whine about being entwined
In these scandals. You've caused your own bind.
In your quest for more wins,
You seem blind to your sins,
But you'll soon be in prison confined.#Limerick #Limericks #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #TinyPoems #SmallPoems #Poets #Prompts #Prompt #WritingPrompt #Poem #AmWriting #micropoetry
#Politics #USPolitics #Trump #Prison #Justice #VerseThursday -
Please don't whine about being entwined
In these scandals. You've caused your own bind.
In your quest for more wins,
You seem blind to your sins,
But you'll soon be in prison confined.#Limerick #Limericks #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #TinyPoems #SmallPoems #Poets #Prompts #Prompt #WritingPrompt #Poem #AmWriting #micropoetry
#Politics #USPolitics #Trump #Prison #Justice #VerseThursday -
Please don't whine about being entwined
In these scandals. You've caused your own bind.
In your quest for more wins,
You seem blind to your sins,
But you'll soon be in prison confined.#Limerick #Limericks #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #TinyPoems #SmallPoems #Poets #Prompts #Prompt #WritingPrompt #Poem #AmWriting #micropoetry
#Politics #USPolitics #Trump #Prison #Justice #VerseThursday -
Please don't whine about being entwined
In these scandals. You've caused your own bind.
In your quest for more wins,
You seem blind to your sins,
But you'll soon be in prison confined.#Limerick #Limericks #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #TinyPoems #SmallPoems #Poets #Prompts #Prompt #WritingPrompt #Poem #AmWriting #micropoetry
#Politics #USPolitics #Trump #Prison #Justice #VerseThursday -
Please don't whine about being entwined
In these scandals. You've caused your own bind.
In your quest for more wins,
You seem blind to your sins,
But you'll soon be in prison confined.#Limerick #Limericks #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #TinyPoems #SmallPoems #Poets #Prompts #Prompt #WritingPrompt #Poem #AmWriting #micropoetry
#Politics #USPolitics #Trump #Prison #Justice #VerseThursday -
Indigenous folks
know that we're all related -
wisdom we all need. -
Indigenous folks
know that we're all related -
wisdom we all need. -
We often forget:
we share a common future.
We must remember. -
We often forget:
we share a common future.
We must remember. -
Our rights and responsibilities are entwined.
Efforts to separate them always fail
And always continue. -
Our rights and responsibilities are entwined.
Efforts to separate them always fail
And always continue. -
Our rights and responsibilities are entwined.
Efforts to separate them always fail
And always continue. -
Our rights and responsibilities are entwined.
Efforts to separate them always fail
And always continue. -
Our rights and responsibilities are entwined.
Efforts to separate them always fail
And always continue. -
Families are inextricably entwined, tied together to each other over generations.
At times, these bonds are strong and unbreakable and can withstand the most tumultuous of tempests. Often, however, families become fractured and the wounds that separate them can never be healed.
I tried to love him and connect, I honestly did. Ever since I was a young boy, all I ever wanted was for him to turn around and say that he was proud of me. But all he ever saw was my eldest brother who could do no wrong. Not the slightest sign of affection would ever come my way. It was as if my siblings and I were invisible.
My mother was the one who nurtured and cared for me. A kind and gentle soul, she loved all of us in equal measure. A tender touch, a warm embrace and a word of encouragement would always come our way. We always knew we were loved.
I grew up and had my own family, living in the shadows of my brother. I loved my children with all that I am and I did everything I ever could to show it. My father was ageing, the sands of time passed quickly and a life of excess were finally catching up with him. He became more reflective and wanted to make amends.
The arrival of my son brought tears to his eyes as he held him in his now frail arms. By this time he was not long for the world. He gazed into the newborn's eyes and clutched him tightly.
He tried to say those words, but even now as death loomed, he could not.
I would not repeat his mistakes.
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Families are inextricably entwined, tied together to each other over generations.
At times, these bonds are strong and unbreakable and can withstand the most tumultuous of tempests. Often, however, families become fractured and the wounds that separate them can never be healed.
I tried to love him and connect, I honestly did. Ever since I was a young boy, all I ever wanted was for him to turn around and say that he was proud of me. But all he ever saw was my eldest brother who could do no wrong. Not the slightest sign of affection would ever come my way. It was as if my siblings and I were invisible.
My mother was the one who nurtured and cared for me. A kind and gentle soul, she loved all of us in equal measure. A tender touch, a warm embrace and a word of encouragement would always come our way. We always knew we were loved.
I grew up and had my own family, living in the shadows of my brother. I loved my children with all that I am and I did everything I ever could to show it. My father was ageing, the sands of time passed quickly and a life of excess were finally catching up with him. He became more reflective and wanted to make amends.
The arrival of my son brought tears to his eyes as he held him in his now frail arms. By this time he was not long for the world. He gazed into the newborn's eyes and clutched him tightly.
He tried to say those words, but even now as death loomed, he could not.
I would not repeat his mistakes.
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Families are inextricably entwined, tied together to each other over generations.
At times, these bonds are strong and unbreakable and can withstand the most tumultuous of tempests. Often, however, families become fractured and the wounds that separate them can never be healed.
I tried to love him and connect, I honestly did. Ever since I was a young boy, all I ever wanted was for him to turn around and say that he was proud of me. But all he ever saw was my eldest brother who could do no wrong. Not the slightest sign of affection would ever come my way. It was as if my siblings and I were invisible.
My mother was the one who nurtured and cared for me. A kind and gentle soul, she loved all of us in equal measure. A tender touch, a warm embrace and a word of encouragement would always come our way. We always knew we were loved.
I grew up and had my own family, living in the shadows of my brother. I loved my children with all that I am and I did everything I ever could to show it. My father was ageing, the sands of time passed quickly and a life of excess were finally catching up with him. He became more reflective and wanted to make amends.
The arrival of my son brought tears to his eyes as he held him in his now frail arms. By this time he was not long for the world. He gazed into the newborn's eyes and clutched him tightly.
He tried to say those words, but even now as death loomed, he could not.
I would not repeat his mistakes.
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Families are inextricably entwined, tied together to each other over generations.
At times, these bonds are strong and unbreakable and can withstand the most tumultuous of tempests. Often, however, families become fractured and the wounds that separate them can never be healed.
I tried to love him and connect, I honestly did. Ever since I was a young boy, all I ever wanted was for him to turn around and say that he was proud of me. But all he ever saw was my eldest brother who could do no wrong. Not the slightest sign of affection would ever come my way. It was as if my siblings and I were invisible.
My mother was the one who nurtured and cared for me. A kind and gentle soul, she loved all of us in equal measure. A tender touch, a warm embrace and a word of encouragement would always come our way. We always knew we were loved.
I grew up and had my own family, living in the shadows of my brother. I loved my children with all that I am and I did everything I ever could to show it. My father was ageing, the sands of time passed quickly and a life of excess were finally catching up with him. He became more reflective and wanted to make amends.
The arrival of my son brought tears to his eyes as he held him in his now frail arms. By this time he was not long for the world. He gazed into the newborn's eyes and clutched him tightly.
He tried to say those words, but even now as death loomed, he could not.
I would not repeat his mistakes.
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This is new.
Hair, skin, arms,
Entwined in light.By now, our
Electricity has fused
And bound us to each other's
Sweat,
Tears, extremities.With each
Inhalation, every
Touch, we drown in the
Holiness of bodies.The only thing
We are is
Obeisant to lust.Bite me,
Arch me,
Cut me,
Know me, my
Succubus.Also today's blog post 5/2023 "Entwine." https://tettig.com/5-2023
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This is new.
Hair, skin, arms,
Entwined in light.By now, our
Electricity has fused
And bound us to each other's
Sweat,
Tears, extremities.With each
Inhalation, every
Touch, we drown in the
Holiness of bodies.The only thing
We are is
Obeisant to lust.Bite me,
Arch me,
Cut me,
Know me, my
Succubus.Also today's blog post 5/2023 "Entwine." https://tettig.com/5-2023
-
This is new.
Hair, skin, arms,
Entwined in light.By now, our
Electricity has fused
And bound us to each other's
Sweat,
Tears, extremities.With each
Inhalation, every
Touch, we drown in the
Holiness of bodies.The only thing
We are is
Obeisant to lust.Bite me,
Arch me,
Cut me,
Know me, my
Succubus. -
This is new.
Hair, skin, arms,
Entwined in light.By now, our
Electricity has fused
And bound us to each other's
Sweat,
Tears, extremities.With each
Inhalation, every
Touch, we drown in the
Holiness of bodies.The only thing
We are is
Obeisant to lust.Bite me,
Arch me,
Cut me,
Know me, my
Succubus.Also today's blog post 5/2023 "Entwine." https://tettig.com/5-2023
-
This is new.
Hair, skin, arms,
Entwined in light.By now, our
Electricity has fused
And bound us to each other's
Sweat,
Tears, extremities.With each
Inhalation, every
Touch, we drown in the
Holiness of bodies.The only thing
We are is
Obeisant to lust.Bite me,
Arch me,
Cut me,
Know me, my
Succubus. -
#vssnature, vss365 & #MastoPrompt 2023-01-05
Still noticing the #echo of her abusive past she decided to write her own #script from now on, telling a story of a heart and a mind #entwine-d, a story of unconditional love.
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#vssnature, vss365 & #MastoPrompt 2023-01-05
Still noticing the #echo of her abusive past she decided to write her own #script from now on, telling a story of a heart and a mind #entwine-d, a story of unconditional love.
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#vssnature, vss365 & #MastoPrompt 2023-01-05
Still noticing the #echo of her abusive past she decided to write her own #script from now on, telling a story of a heart and a mind #entwine-d, a story of unconditional love.
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Connecting what our parents said or did, it’s easy to get their lessons wrong. Example and inference entwine as truths that may not serve us well.
It’s heavy work fixing everything for everyone. Not sure I’ll unlearn that lesson before I die, Dad!
To my kids:
Don’t do as I say.
Don’t do as I do.
Not without asking why first. -
Connecting what our parents said or did, it’s easy to get their lessons wrong. Example and inference entwine as truths that may not serve us well.
It’s heavy work fixing everything for everyone. Not sure I’ll unlearn that lesson before I die, Dad!
To my kids:
Don’t do as I say.
Don’t do as I do.
Not without asking why first. -
we are enmeshed
in nature, entwined,
inseparable.
an interconnected
web of intra-related
intra-actions.
we cannot unravel
them to know where
we start or end,
even to know where
our edges are.as i write, i hear the
blackbird's strident call
outside my window
as he flies past the
zingy yellow flowers
of the mahonia.
i sit here imagining
the many ways we are
part of each other
and how to love all
the exiled parts of me. -
we are enmeshed
in nature, entwined,
inseparable.
an interconnected
web of intra-related
intra-actions.
we cannot unravel
them to know where
we start or end,
even to know where
our edges are.as i write, i hear the
blackbird's strident call
outside my window
as he flies past the
zingy yellow flowers
of the mahonia.
i sit here imagining
the many ways we are
part of each other
and how to love all
the exiled parts of me. -
we are enmeshed
in nature, entwined,
inseparable.
an interconnected
web of intra-related
intra-actions.
we cannot unravel
them to know where
we start or end,
even to know where
our edges are.as i write, i hear the
blackbird's strident call
outside my window
as he flies past the
zingy yellow flowers
of the mahonia.
i sit here imagining
the many ways we are
part of each other
and how to love all
the exiled parts of me. -
we are enmeshed
in nature, entwined,
inseparable.
an interconnected
web of intra-related
intra-actions.
we cannot unravel
them to know where
we start or end,
even to know where
our edges are.as i write, i hear the
blackbird's strident call
outside my window
as he flies past the
zingy yellow flowers
of the mahonia.
i sit here imagining
the many ways we are
part of each other
and how to love all
the exiled parts of me. -
we are enmeshed
in nature, entwined,
inseparable.
an interconnected
web of intra-related
intra-actions.
we cannot unravel
them to know where
we start or end,
even to know where
our edges are.as i write, i hear the
blackbird's strident call
outside my window
as he flies past the
zingy yellow flowers
of the mahonia.
i sit here imagining
the many ways we are
part of each other
and how to love all
the exiled parts of me. -
Time runs all at once
My past and future selves
Entwining themselves
Around me
Guiding my thoughts
Stymying my action
One wretched with fear
Dissociative
One glories with hindsight
Authoritative
And I am in the middle
Suffocated
Watching with eyes
That have seen the dawn
And wait for the sunsetImage is a self portrait by Josephine Cardin
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Time runs all at once
My past and future selves
Entwining themselves
Around me
Guiding my thoughts
Stymying my action
One wretched with fear
Dissociative
One glories with hindsight
Authoritative
And I am in the middle
Suffocated
Watching with eyes
That have seen the dawn
And wait for the sunsetImage is a self portrait by Josephine Cardin
-
Time runs all at once
My past and future selves
Entwining themselves
Around me
Guiding my thoughts
Stymying my action
One wretched with fear
Dissociative
One glories with hindsight
Authoritative
And I am in the middle
Suffocated
Watching with eyes
That have seen the dawn
And wait for the sunsetImage is a self portrait by Josephine Cardin