At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
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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