Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
– Ibn Battuta
Written in Stone
One pillar
Two pillar
Three pillar
Even the mighty caterpillar
Could them do no ill-ar
Tag Archives: photography
Simply… Tuesday’s Sunset (three)
Posted in the “Simply” series
“A sunset is the sun’s fiery kiss to the night.”
― Crystal Woods
Simply… Tuesday’s Sunset
Simply… Tuesday’s Sunset (one)
Posted in the “Simply” series
“Twilight fell:
The sky turned to a light,
dusky purple littered
with tiny silver stars.”
― J.K. Rowling
Simply… Tuesday’s Sunset
Simply… Tuesday’s Sunset (two)
Posted in the “Simply” series
“There’s a sunrise and
a sunset every single day,
and they’re absolutely free.
Don’t miss so many of them.”
― Jo Walton
Simply… Tuesday’s Sunset
Shadow Play (four)
Posted in the Daily Post: Shadow
“The true work of art
is but a shadow
of the divine perfection”
Michelangelo
Shadow Play
Between Shadow and Sunshine
Dark, light,
Dark, light
Keep up,
Do not, give up the fight
For your given right
Is to, live in the light
Shadow Play (five)
Posted in the Daily Post: Shadow
“The true work of art
is but a shadow
of the divine perfection”
Michelangelo
Shadow Play
Shadows on the Water
Wishing
I was there
In that place,
Called elsewhere
But for now
It’s just a shadow
A faded memory
Of somewhere
Shadow Play (two)
Posted in the Daily Post: Shadow
“The true work of art
is but a shadow
of the divine perfection”
Michelangelo
Shadow Play
Shadow Living
Living, inside a shadow
Is it just a cover?
Or is it just for show?
No other person knows
For we are, the shadows
Shadow Play (one)
Posted in the Daily Post: Shadow
“The true work of art
is but a shadow
of the divine perfection”
Michelangelo
Shadow Play
Reflected Reality on a Shadow
Maybe, a shadow
Maybe, the real thing
Which one
To hold on?
Which one to be trusted
Which one gets me busted?
Choose carefully
Or it will be your undoing
Shadow Play (three)
Posted in the Daily Post: Shadow
“The true work of art
is but a shadow
of the divine perfection”
Michelangelo
Shadow Play
Shadowy Self Reflection
Crouching in the shadows
Between the flowers of the meadow
In the darkness there is no sorrow
Just some time to borrow
Me and My Shadow for Valentine’s Day
Posted in Celebration
“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English”
Me and My Shadow
It was nineteen eighty-five
When I hitched a ride
Ever since that time
We have been tied
Like sugar and spice
Abbott and Costello
And what have you
I am still quite amazed
And feeling totally graced
That someone would stare at my face
For thirty odd years straight
So thanks for all this time, sweetheart
Lets try to make it to the next part
And add another thirty to the cart
After all the most important thing
Which makes you want to sing
It’s good to have that one person
Who will support you without a reason
No matter how serious
Or delirious
Life gets
I will bet
You will still be the one
Who I can rely on
To go absolutely
And completely
Bonkers with
Ain’t that a hit!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 