Photography and Poetry
“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins
August Skies
Blue, darker, black
White, grayer, black
The days are getting shorter
The sunlight but a quarter
The clouds gathering
Soon the sun capturing
More rain to be expected
Into our souls reflected
In the August skies
The truth lies
The summer’s end
Photography and Poetry
“In August most of Europe goes on holiday” Tony Visconti
August Rain
The light droplets of rain
Falling onto the open plane
The air cool and crisp
The wind but a wisp
The nature lush and green
Everything new and clean
Photography and Poetry
“August brings into sharp focus and a furious boil everything I’ve been listening to in the late spring and summer” Henry Rollins
August Nature
The last warm days
Before the cold rains
It is time to prepare
But do not despair
Summer may be ending
The nature surely changing
Soon it will be autumn
But the colours
Will be awesome
Rantings Of A Third Kind 