Yearning for renewalwe wrestle dragons –unsuspected passages,like time machinesscattering ticket stubs We distractseek nourishmentpercolate meaning Nostalgic nuancessuccumb tojagged memories –Cubism in motion. (Art mine)
Oh that Spring gale,she’s such a storyteller –awakens the landfiddles with expectations –Welcome post-Winter trickster. (Image my own)
Gathered up all the loveI’d previously rejectedpulled it to melike a well-worn cloakImagined the comfortsuch a vibration would bringoblivion amounting to bliss But love –my interpretation of it –does not nullify painAnd I writhed in its intensitypain physically ingrainedburdened by memories How can this be? I criedIn darkness I turned to loveprojected nirvanauncovered such an […]
I love the black and white! It has an aura of peacefulness about it.
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It does. Good description. Thanks.
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My pleasure.
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VJ, the vines on the dead tree look like a unicorn. Nice capture. Keith
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Interesting! Thanks Keith
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Very unique! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks
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I like these very much! The black-and-white works really well.
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Thanks. It changes a lot to remove the colour. But a good exercise to do.
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You’re welcome. It’s amazing how much the feeling of a photograph is changed when it becomes black-and-white.
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