I Am the Sea (I)
The forces of nature Untamed and free Running through my veins I am the Sea ~ I have uploaded this before in colors, here’s a version in black and white for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Forces of Nature
The forces of nature Untamed and free Running through my veins I am the Sea ~ I have uploaded this before in colors, here’s a version in black and white for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Forces of Nature
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
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…
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
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 A liberating moment Of sane insanity No finer reward In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Reward
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
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
(Please click on original to see all three photos on their own) Weekly photo challenge: Rule of Thirds