Sister Thyme

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June 2013

4 posts

Jun 19, 20137 notes
#joanne leah #brooklyn #nyc #sister thyme
Jun 12, 201354 notes
#amanda jasnowski #brooklyn #sister thyme #nyc
Jun 9, 20138 notes
#daniel murtagh #sister thyme #nyc
Jun 4, 20137 notes
#visioluxus #sister thyme #portland #Elisa Lazo de Valdez

May 2013

6 posts

May 27, 201311 notes
#cathedral of saint john the divine #nyc #daniel murtagh #sister thyme
May 15, 201319 notes
#felix martin #sister thyme #portland
May 12, 20134 notes
#magic studio #michael maggid #oakland #sister thyme
May 9, 20137 notes
#samantha ylva beasley #portland #self portrait
May 7, 201315 notes
#visioluxus #Elisa Lazo de Valdez #sister thyme #portland
May 3, 201311 notes
#felix martin #sister thyme #portland

April 2013

10 posts

Apr 30, 201399 notes
#visioluxus #elisa lazo de valdez #sister thyme #portland
Apr 26, 201330 notes
#oakland #sister thyme
Apr 23, 201317 notes
#felix martin #sister thyme #portland

Where is the joyous 

 Bend in road? 

 Where is the remote crossing 

 Over water in which a good clean 

 Break is patched majestically?


 From the crook of our arms 

 We observe our metamorphosis 

 The tranquil turning of guises 

 Planes of face fractured 

 Effortlessly 


 What is the time 

 Of complete renewal? 

 When does flesh strain in the 

 Heady embrace of bearing 

 When do the seeds’ life 

 Fold back upon itself 

 Pursed 


 From the spire of our spines 

 We hang necks drowsy 

 To observe the shifting of earth 

 With which we are to mark time 

 In primitive symbols 

 - new poem by self, Samantha Ylva Beasley, April 2013 

Apr 21, 20133 notes
#Samantha ylva Beasley #poetry #poet #poem
Apr 19, 20136 notes
#james wigger #sister thyme #paris #pere lachaise
Apr 15, 201320 notes
#samantha ylva beasley #8x10 #oregon #james wigger #large format #photographer
Apr 10, 201318 notes
#erika huffman #sister thyme #portland
Apr 7, 2013111 notes
#todd #san francisco #oakland #medium format #sister thyme

The face of a voluptuous moon 

Shade of onyx, dull husk 

A shard wrapped in dirty linen 

Suspended by immaculate thread 


 The turning of a rigid back 

Upon the sound of heaves and bleats 

Repetitive through generations 

An honored matrimonial tradition 


 The blistering gem of water 

Sensuous, forceful 

Upon receptive blooms in morning 

Sucking mournfully and blissfully 


 The smooth ripple of closing door 

Vibration through wood underfoot 

Small earthquake of human force 

A palpable sigh or dead wind 


 The weight of soil 

Leavened, deftly tangible 

Rapturously feeding gluttonous roots 

With meal of cinder, bone, displaced shell 


 The weightlessness of silence 

Inexhaustibly wrapping landscapes in dignity 

After unfettered burn and break 

 The Spinster of stillness


 (I do create, I do stagnate

I  part the reeds to lie in lakes) 


- new untitled poem by self, Samantha Ylva Beasley

Apr 4, 20139 notes
#Samantha ylva Beasley #poetry #poem #portland #poet
Apr 1, 201342 notes
#sister thyme #portland #portrait #erika huffman
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