Foto Fridays – 2011 Year In Review – Photos (Smudge and Rainy Canvas) – Prose (“To The Individual” and “Twin”)

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Foto Fridays may have been my most inconsistent post this year, in so far as publishing regularly. At some point this year, it evolved into a photograph with accompanying poetry. Here are my two favorites from this year, in this category.

“To The Individual”
KS 7/11

We sat over coffee,
Your face still radiant as you gazed,
You had a smile I had never seen,
A joy I did not remember,
How did we get here,
…it’s not the touch,
…not the want,
…not the fears…gone,
…not the choice,
It just was,
Your hair waved,
I was at a loss for words,
I smiled and sipped the lukewarm coffee,
Your long elegant fingers pressed forward,
A tattered envelope, frayed by time,
“I kept it,” you confessed,
In my handwriting it began…
…”to the individual who is reading this…”

Twin
K.S. 6/24/11
You were born in my mind,
Twins sharing the same thoughts,
Our era was the same time,
Our likes are the same likes,
Our vices are the same vices,

When I look at my own reflection, I see you…twin…coincidence,

You were cut from my cloth,
Our pattern was drawn up time ago,
From it there were two,
Joined at mind and thought,
With the mold destroyed after we were complete,

Foto Friday Blue Lines Blog – Rainy Canvas x Word Write Inspired by words from Charley S. “To The Individual”

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Thanks for the words to start this piece Chazz.

“To The Individual”
KS 7/11

We sat over coffee,
Your face still radiant as you gazed,
You had a smile I had never seen,
A joy I did not remember,
How did we get here,
…it’s not the touch,
…not the want,
…not the fears…gone,
…not the choice,
It just was,
Your hair waved,
I was at a loss for words,
I smiled and sipped the lukewarm coffee,
Your long elegant fingers pressed forward,
A tattered envelope, frayed by time,
“I kept it,” you confessed,
In my handwriting it began…
…”to the individual who is reading this…”

The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.