where breath failed
and tongues were tied
in ropes of persecution
dark words
caught on the lips
moistened by endless tears
rolled off the chin
filling ink-well pools
empty pens
in dehydrated hands
dipped to quench the thirst
of parched minds’ papers
leaving fluid trails
that dried
tattooed
on the skin
of humanity’s
beaten
drums
~
Words and Photography ©2017 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
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Brilliance. Such powerful imagery.
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Thank you, Amitav! That means a lot to me.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you for the share! I shared your fishing stories with my son, and now he is all fired up to go fishing again…and promising to bait his own hook. Lol
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If he is not into baiting his hook, let him try casting, the type of fishing where a lure is used instead of live bait. Thats a bit more active fishing instead of casting his line out and just sitting there waiting for the fish to bite.
Casting is a repeated casting of the line with the lure, to attract fish to the lure. In case you didn’t know casting.
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That is a great idea. I’ll have him read up about it and try it next time we go. Thank you! 😊
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My pleasure, tell him to try some youtube videos, to see how the pros do it. It’s fun.
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I will do that. It sounds like something he would enjoy learning. I can try it too…😊
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Cast fishing is fun, it’s especially fun for kids who just may get bored throwing a line into the water and patiently waitin on a fish to bite, casting is actively seeking out the fish instead of waiting for the fish to find your baited hook. Enjoy and keep me posted, please.
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I will do that! Thank you, again. 😊
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Beautiful. And I liked the poetry as well. :>)
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Thank you, Steven, for the comment and the laugh as well! 😊😉😘
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Fabulous poem. The feelings are deep.
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Thank you so much! I’m glad it had that impact on you. It came from a deep place.
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Reblogged this on crjen1958.
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Thank you for the share.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!😊
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methanks for the sticker….
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Those words sink in a little deeper on each reading … good to be back and reading you. Eric.
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Hi, Eric! Thank you! Glad to see you back. 😊
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Gorgeous writing and imagery…each word does indeed go deep!
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Thank you! That means a lot to me, especially on a piece like this.😊
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I liked this is the photo too. 🙂
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Thank you, Jim!😊
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THere is nothing I can say that would match how much I love this.
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Thank you so much, Colleen! That really means a lot to me. 😊
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Tanya, keep on beating that drum! Sometimes our words are all we have to express our tearful pleas. Well done, Keith
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Thank you so much, Keith! I will do that. 😊
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This one is indeed another profound poem. Yes, beautiful!
XxX
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Thank you so much, Patty! It was from the heart.😊❤
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Powerful picture that you painted in our heads. ” and tongues were tied
in ropes of persecution”, my favorite lines
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Thank you, Manuel! That means a lot to me. It was a moving piece for me as well. I’m glad it had that impact.😊
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My pleasure Tanya, always
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😊
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Beautifully written.
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Having deep meanings.
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I am glad you thought so, Aruna! Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Go Dog Go Café and commented:
Tanya Cliff/The Quill That Shatters Glass
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Thank you for the share!
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