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June 1, 2019

“Shake them together,
our ashes when we are gone,
let them fly...



“Shake them together,

our ashes when we are gone,

let them fly as one.”

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— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)

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Published on June 01, 2019 11:39

"Shake them together,
our ashes when we are gone,
let them fly as one."

“Shake them together,

our ashes when we are gone,

let them fly as one.”

- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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Published on June 01, 2019 11:38

When we shoot weddings, often couples ask for advice, for their...



When we shoot weddings, often couples ask for advice, for their future, for relationships, for life in general. I always give the same response, because I firmly believe it’s the foundation for joy in every different aspect of your life. Always Chase The Light. Whatever that light is, and wherever it may be. Chase it in nature, in yourself, in the person you are with, in everyone. It’s never been about finding it, having it, showing it off, it’s about chasing it. Chase it, and never stop.

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Published on June 01, 2019 08:55

May 31, 2019

Typewriter Series #2621 by Tyler Knott Gregson*A wedding gift...



Typewriter Series #2621 by Tyler Knott Gregson

*A wedding gift for our friends @jesselizamack and @_garts *

If pressed for three, I could give them,
three of the half million to sum you up,
who you are, to me.  Adventure, I’d say,
and speak of the world you unlocked,
the sun soaked peaks, the valleys that
cradle wind like a fragile thing,
the magic you promised was in all things.
Courage, maybe, and tell tale of
your endurance, of left foot right foot
onward press when mine become roots
and those roots sink into soil.  
Home, I’d save for last,
and I would not speak of this, not really,
I’d save that for me, me only,
so I’d just say you’re who I will always
come back to.  Enough, this.

And you, of me, which three would you give,
and give freely?  Beauty, offered quickly,
like it’d been hiding and waiting to leap out,
waiting to announce itself, said mine didn’t
need to, said it came naturally, never boasted,
but shined anyway.  Headstrong next, so many
stories of belief that doesn’t waver,  strength
from a steady place.  I wait for the last,
and at last it comes, mesmerizing, offered
sheepishly, with lost look in lost eyes.  
Lost in me, and I in you, though I forgot
to choose it.  

I chose home, and do, still.  The reasons
are mine, but you know them all,
already.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

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Published on May 31, 2019 18:43

“Under some lamppost,
we’ll finally have that dance,
it may...



“Under some lamppost,

we’ll finally have that dance,

it may never end.”

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— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)

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Published on May 31, 2019 11:58

"Under some lamppost,
we’ll finally have that dance,
it may never end."

“Under some lamppost,

we’ll finally have that dance,

it may never end.”

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Published on May 31, 2019 11:57

The wrinkles keep comin, more on me than she, deep lines on the...



The wrinkles keep comin, more on me than she, deep lines on the sides of my eyes. I laugh a lot, these are the residue of it, the scars of joy that I have earned. They’ll deepen, with her, they’ll spread in all the places only real smiles make canyons of our skin, all the spots relief settles. A gift, these, reminders that after the darkness, light returns. (at Keswick, Cumbria)

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Published on May 31, 2019 09:12

May 30, 2019

Typewriter Series #2620 by Tyler Knott GregsonWasteful this is...



Typewriter Series #2620 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Wasteful this is not,
no matter the return,
no matter if I turn out my pockets
and show nothing but lint,
but emptiness and residue of mint.
I’ll say these words
if no one hears them at all,
these fingers will form them
if all the world falls blind,
if everyone forgets to remember
my name.

These are mine, were and will be,
and I must say them.

There is plenty of room for hands
in my pockets.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

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Published on May 30, 2019 20:13

“There are many ways
you can learn to be alone,
and I know...



“There are many ways

you can learn to be alone,

and I know many.”

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— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

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Published on May 30, 2019 12:20

"There are many ways
you can learn to be alone,
and I know many."

“There are many ways

you can learn to be alone,

and I know many.”

- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
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Published on May 30, 2019 12:19