Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Sunrise
Sunlight reflected
On the waters neglected
Coolly, projected
Monthly Archives: January 2017
Ambience: The Daily Post (ten)
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Misty Morning
Early morning
Mist adorning
This little town
For most, unknown
Ambience: The Daily Post (two)
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Thunder Clouds
Grey clouds, filling the skies
Before the early morning sunrise
And soon, falling rain, the earth will baptize
Ambience: The Daily Post (eight)
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Room with a View
Open the window wide open
The view, more than you were hoping
In this place, in this scene
Like nothing, you have ever seen
Ambience: The Daily Post (seven)
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Fine Dining
A glass of wine
Suites just fine
Add a filled plate
And soon in a state
Of fine dining
You’ll be
Ambience: The Daily Post (six)
Posted in the Daily Post: Ambience
“The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present”
Paul Scott
Suburban Sunset
Suburban sky,
Painted red
For today’s
Sunset
Rocky Road (TBT)
Posted in Throwback Thursday
“Land is the secure ground of home, the sea is like life, the outside, the unknown”
Stephen Gardiner
Rocky Road
A sunny day in June
The sea and sky, painted in blue
A view reserved, only for a few
Reflections (TBT)
Posted in Throwback Thursday
“The sea, once it casts its spell,
holds one in its net of wonder forever”
Jacques Yves Cousteau
Reflections
Seen from a bird’s–eye view
Down the watery avenue
Blue and even more blue
Frosted Forest (TBT)
Posted in Throwback Thursday
“Nothing burns like the cold”
George R.R. Martin
Frosted Forest
The snow was slowly floating
The trees with a powdery white cloaking
Like a sugar candy coating
As Mother Nature watched gloating
“Look how pretty I made it!
I don’t care one shit,
If the humans don’t see the fit.
It’s pretty and clean,
Most gorgeous thing they ever seen!
So what if it is freezing cold
And the ever rising wind blows!
Better suck it and enjoy,
For this, is my utter ploy!”
And so the little minions of Earth
Went forth in both fear or mirth
After all, how long could it be before the birth
Of summer
Seaside (TBT)
Posted in Throwback Thursday
“Many a calm river begins as a turbulent waterfall,
yet none hurtles and foams all the way to the sea” Mikhail Lermontov
Seaside
In the far away land
Where ever your camera pans
Seashores covered with sand
Mountains tall will stand
The bluest of seas command
What could be more grand
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