So today is June 18th, 2013... only for about 15 minutes longer till it turns midnight. My photography has grown by LEAPS and BOUNDS!! Since I last posted..like 2 years ago!!
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Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Today I am featuring a poem written on this day of LOVE we call Valentine's Day, written by
David Derr (see link here)
So first here is the poem written by David Derr and the photo that inspired it :
David Derr (see link here)
http://www.d2studios.com/
one of the most talented artists of our time. His poem was inspired by one of my recent photos. I was SUPER stoked and excited about this!!! Also very humbled...So first here is the poem written by David Derr and the photo that inspired it :
Rust and Roses
Our love is forever new
and as ancient as the universe.
More solid than the earth
and as free as a summer breeze
dancing with a feather.
We are rust and roses,
our love forever entwined
in creation and destruction.
Locked in an embrace
stronger than any gravity.
Valentines Day- 2010
Inspired by a photo by Michelle Cataldo
and as ancient as the universe.
More solid than the earth
and as free as a summer breeze
dancing with a feather.
We are rust and roses,
our love forever entwined
in creation and destruction.
Locked in an embrace
stronger than any gravity.
Valentines Day- 2010
Inspired by a photo by Michelle Cataldo
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
SHE STANDS
After she extends her long arm of servanthood
SLASH! Blood.
She withdraws quickly,recoiling in pain
severely stinging
She had laid out
her body naked. out.
on the floor.
To be given
to those who need it.
Who hunger for it.
A simple sacrifice
of profound proportions.
She saw the angry faces
the hurt the lost
the BROKEN.
and gave.
'Is it worth it?' she mutters
inside her head.
As her arms now shortened by the pain, hold her knees
close to her chest.
'Can I do it?'
Tears slowly pouring out
in bittersweet streams
'Spend my life, open, naked, bare,
bleeding'
It felt so good at first
To be used of Him.
but after many turned cheeks
and bruised heartbeats
she is on the edge, the slippery slope
Her mind drifts to a time ....
of mountaintops & go-getter thoughts
Of invincibility
Of "I will take up my cross and follow Him"
"Nothing will hurt me...'
"Nothing will detour me.."
"Make me doubt."
Times have changed.
Many days of crossbearing
makes the soul feel heavy.
But the voice of hope
yanks at her soul.
She remembers Him...
His cross...His sacrifice.
She kneels.
Pouring her heart out.
All is well again.
She stands.
Clothed in humility and gratitude.
She smiles a sigh of weightlessness.
The pain is gone.
No blood to be found.
She lives to face another day.
To bare her cross and
Lay down her naked life.
So others my find the sweet surrender.
She stands.
SLASH! Blood.
She withdraws quickly,recoiling in pain
severely stinging
She had laid out
her body naked. out.
on the floor.
To be given
to those who need it.
Who hunger for it.
A simple sacrifice
of profound proportions.
She saw the angry faces
the hurt the lost
the BROKEN.
and gave.
'Is it worth it?' she mutters
inside her head.
As her arms now shortened by the pain, hold her knees
close to her chest.
'Can I do it?'
Tears slowly pouring out
in bittersweet streams
'Spend my life, open, naked, bare,
bleeding'
It felt so good at first
To be used of Him.
but after many turned cheeks
and bruised heartbeats
she is on the edge, the slippery slope
Her mind drifts to a time ....
of mountaintops & go-getter thoughts
Of invincibility
Of "I will take up my cross and follow Him"
"Nothing will hurt me...'
"Nothing will detour me.."
"Make me doubt."
Times have changed.
Many days of crossbearing
makes the soul feel heavy.
But the voice of hope
yanks at her soul.
She remembers Him...
His cross...His sacrifice.
She kneels.
Pouring her heart out.
All is well again.
She stands.
Clothed in humility and gratitude.
She smiles a sigh of weightlessness.
The pain is gone.
No blood to be found.
She lives to face another day.
To bare her cross and
Lay down her naked life.
So others my find the sweet surrender.
She stands.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Summer Breeze
Took this on one of my many trips to Florida! AWWWW, the beach! Love it! This was my first trip to Port St. Joe....great place....summer and seclusion are two things I think of when I think about that small town....peaceful...so great...
________________________
SUMMER and SECLUSION
________________________
________________________
You brought blue skies
and sunny highs
Water waves
like summer handshakes
We walked the sandy road
to find our respite
Slow walks ....
long talks...
Hand in hand
we found peace from man
Ocean breezes of sweet saltwater
smells
Sand that glistened in the sun, white as snow
We stood on the edge overlooking our vast escape
Water tickles between our toes as we grabbed hands
and stole kisses to grasp Love's Hold...
Come again we may to our
abyss of calm peace
Overlook our land...
Hand in Hand.
Written by: Michelle Cataldo June 23rd, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Soul's Chosen Gain
When sunny days are fleeting and the rain that must come ..comes, look up cause the sky will surely change and the outlook will not remain the same..optimism, in the waiting, is the soul's chosen gain...
Raindrops fall
Like soft diamonds to the ground
Bursting into a million pieces
As they land
Scattering their brillance
to the surround to glow
As glitter
Or a light dust of shimmer
On a cheek
Not so much like a teardrop as
When it falls and makes
A jagged line down
Its hilly road
But smooth
And shiny, spread all over
Like the mother of all fairies
Took her pixie dust
And released it to the wind
With the promise to change
All around her
To make it SHINE
To glow
So
That when our heads hang low
Our minds may see
The silver lining
Of the dark & dreary
To bask in the glow of a new day.
Michelle Cataldo
(Written March 31st, 2009)
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