Elements and Symbols

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“If, as a chemist, I see a flower, I know all that is involved in synthesizing a flower’s elements.
And I know that even the fact that it exists is not something that is natural. It is a miracle”
— Albert Hofmann

Elements and Symbols

Undiscovered
Laying dormant
Recovered
By an informant

The symbols drawn
Onto the unknown elements
Before the early dawn
Possibly as ornaments
Signs of prediction
Part, of some ancient superstition

Colourful
But fearful
These elements and symbols
Remaining a riddle
But nothing to belittle
Possibly the initials
Of gods from the past
Carved into stone
For ages to last

Simply… Lost Marbles

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“Nobody move, I’ve lost my marbles!”

Simply… Lost Marbles

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Ten)

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Photography /Poetry /Humour

August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Rosehip

Lush and pink
Totally in sync
The little rose
In a pose
Hidden
In the green leaves
In August’s eve

Rosebush

August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Nine)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Voice

“Can you hear my voice?”
It asked

“Listen to my voice”
It continued

“Walk towards my voice”
It beckoned

Finally, standing there in front of the wall, with a can of spray in my hand, I had made my statement

“I hear a voice”

voice

August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Eight)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Scary Door

Be on the look out
You never know where it lies
The way to…
… A scary door!

scarydoor

August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo (Seven)

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August Days in Espoo for Daily Photo

“August, the summer’s last messenger of misery, is a hollow actor” Henry Rollins

Ride a Bike

Ride a bike
Take a hike
Watch out for spikes
As your vehicle they can strike
Stay out of fights
Other wise
Do what you like
So go
Ride a bike

ride a bike

Treasure (WP Developing Your Eye I)

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Photography /Poetry 

Day Eight: “Treasure” — Zoom In

Objects, places, people, moments — we all cherish something or someone. Anything deeply meaningful to you can be a treasure. A treasure can be grand, like a precious heirloom, or teeny-tiny, like the first plump blackberry of spring atop a tart.

“There Be Treasure in Them Thar Caves!”

Treasure (WP Developing Your Eye I)

I have to save it
Before it vanishes
A temporary pleasure
Drawn on the curve side
The image printed to my mind
But quickly, an apparatus need I find
To save the memory in time
Before this treasure
Will be lost, forever

treasure

Pop of Colour goes the World (Photography 101): Five

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Poetry & Photography

colour 5

“There are no lines in nature, only areas of colour, one against another” Edouard Manet

Pop of Colour goes the World 

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SL-WEEK 8 : On the Road

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POETRY AND PHOTOGRAPHY

Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY 

“People say graffiti is ugly, irresponsible and childish… but that’s only if it’s done properly” Banksy, Wall and Piece

SL-WEEK 8 : On the Road

“We here in France we have a habit of putting art everywhere…So this week show us the road art, urban art, art alibi!”

No use crying
Over spilled chalk
All over the side walk
It was worth trying
It may not be art
But, just as smart
Making people smile
As they walk on by

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