New day
the light falls just so
gold on black ice
time does not stop
neither does love
Click on the photo to see a larger version. Much more interesting in detail.
posted by MB at 8:33 AM
Thursday, January 04, 2007
the light falls just so
gold on black ice
time does not stop
neither does love
Click on the photo to see a larger version. Much more interesting in detail.
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A poetry writing practice, near-daily. Write and don't look back. Break open the shell. It's harder than it looks. And it's not as hard as it seems.
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29 Comments:
a little glimpse ... nice!
hugs for you :o)
Thank goodness light and time and love do not stop. This is all so beautifully woven together.
beautiful, and it's really worth looking at the enlarged photo.
i wish it didn't, but i fear it does.
i can feel my emotions sticking to the iced twigs and the frosted, curled leaf. as cold as dead love.
I didn't mean specific loves, Charlie.
Across centuries
across eons!
alan
Beautiful photo. I was just thinking about time the other day, wondering about light and how far it travels and how it arrives here, now. Maybe love is like that light.
oh, thank goodness for that :o)
And we are the luckier because of it!
Trinitystar, a glimpse, a glance, that's all that is sometimes needed.
Pauline, they are woven together!
Polona, thank you. Yes, the luminescence and details pop out in the enlarged photo.
Alan, and certainly across my lifetime!
Robin Andrea, I've wondered the same thing! Love is a mysterious force.
Charlie, was that a sigh of relief I just heard?
Corey, I believe we are.
Ah, but time DOES stop when reading your crystalline poem--and love is beyond time...
I'm not sure why I love your simple poems the best. Maybe it is because there is so much to learn from so little.
(o)
"gold on black ice" now that's an interesting image when related to relationships. A very accurate one I think. Very good!!
hey there! i ambled over from another blog...i forget which! but i loved your images, both with the camera and painted with your words.
I love the word painting. You are good with both.
oops, that was me commenting!
Yes
OOOH great site!
Firebird, many days I don't know what time is!
Mermaid, I can appreciate that. Sometimes simplest touches on the essence.
Zhoen, thank you.
Pat, a metaphor with many applications, definitely the one you mention. Thanks!
Swampgrrl, welcome! Thanks, I'm glad you found something of interest here. I'll come check out your blog soon.
Gautami, thank you very much.
Charlie, it's all pretty simple in the end.
Professor Zero, welcome! Thanks for stopping by.
Charlie, was that irony I just heard?
Charlie, the wind whispers many things.
You can find it through iTunes, through the band website, on myspace... take your pick... I think this post should answer your question in any form you need. If not, let me know and I shall do my best to oblige. Thanks for asking.
stunning
loved the combination
one of your very best
Charlie, yes much like the grass! I will alert the authorities to look for your email. My antecedents of course trace back to your part of the world, a few hundred years ago.
Floots, thank you very much!
Ahhhhhhhh.
It's uncharacteristically low-cloud cold and rainy here, and this gave me a nice respite.
Cette photo est une merveille !
L'OR , le vrai !
are we distantly related?? hmmmmmm... tra la la :o)
Whitaker (one or two Ts), as you probably know, is a corruption of Whiteacre. There are two such villages I know about over here. One is in Yorkshire and on is in Lancashire. My mother was a Lancastrian.
:-)
Lori, me too. Respite is what it was.
Jean, on ne sait jamais ou on peut trouver un peu d'or!
Charlie, I *think* it may have been Nottingham, but I couldn't swear to that.
Leslee, thanks.
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