'In The Eye Of The Storm'

In the Eye of the Storm / Wildflower

  This photograph is what made me look at my photography with new and different eyes. The forces of nature is a constant inspiration to me and I owe a lot to this image. The day I captured it is branded in my mind as well as the breath I

No. 967

Originally posted on Author, C A Middleton:
 Photo credit:?http://htfisker.com Abundant Solitude Ahoy! By CpSingleton © 2015 Scattered around the richness? Of evening’s oranges and limes, By a wind that sings a costal tune That takes me back sometimes, Is a scene of solitude, though not In the least bit…

When the Clouds Part

A Surge Within

Elemental

Silent Presences Linger

  Silent presences linger In a white veil of spray Carrying many a tale untold Of a far away yesterday Time passes Much is no more Although a mark remains Deep in the hearts core Words written A last black trace Of moments lived Of new moments to face The

Stronghold

  When nowhere to go Lean into the mystery Your inner stronghold ~

The Wild Truth: The Symphony of the Crashing Sea, the Strength of the Desert Heart, & the Wise Songs Whispered by Quills

Originally posted on Inkberry's Quill:
In a music-filled room Where this dreamer sits, With echoing strings And haunting voices Resonating around me… Unbidden tears drop From blinking eyes As I write with care- The Memoriam, For cooled ashes That will soon live forever, Amongst the elk And the forests…

Epiphany

  Epiphany A liberating moment Of sane insanity No finer reward   In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Reward

Who Am I Then?

  When I stand On the edge Of the barren cliffs When my eyes Reflects the wild Of the roaring sea When I touch The quiet grace Of a mystical rainbow When I listen To the harmonies Of the howling wind When I disappear Into the spiralling Mist of sea-spray

Where Magic Dwells

  Staðarfjall, Borgarfjörður Eystri

Gazing Into the Distance (II)

Gazing Into the Distance (I)

  A gentle wind Blows within The spirit of the horse A mystical force Ready to defend A sensitive friend At home in the mists Here unknown realms exist Gazing into the distance Penetrating existence The sound of galloping hooves To a shamans drum it moves Light shines in its

Listening

Recognition (II)

Recognition (I)

The Land of Horses (III)

  (Please click on original to see all three photos on their own)   Weekly photo challenge: Rule of Thirds

The Land of Horses (II)

The Land of Horses (I)

Gentle Dreams

  Borgarfjörður, Iceland

Smoking Mountains

Resting Clouds

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