Tag: Art
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Keep Dreaming
My dreams are vivid, they’re bold and alive. The colors run deep, as they spin and they jive. Often they fade, to black, and to white, Others appear in magnificent light. Sometimes in shadows, or a dark silhouette, They wait as I cling to the fear of regret. One dream can splinter, into two, even…
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The Shack
Far beneath the jagged cliff … Where men are seldom seen, A dilapidated shack … Lies in the dark ravine. Beaten by the fog and mist … Its coverings worn thin, Things were said to go awry… When Enmity moved in. —Janet— Three Things Challenge: Mist, Shack, Cliff Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: Enmity I’m really enjoying…
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Weapons
Lips, rest firmly on the trigger- Blistered by thoughts, simmering there. Frustration, igniting the fuse- Fires words as bullets, through the air. Like a dagger, tearing through flesh- Words thrust, with malevolent force. Echoed cries, of hollowed anger- Later to bleed, with great remorse. —Janet
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Raw Beauty
I had a revelation the other day, when I was pondering what breathtaking means to me. I realized that my relationship with photo programs began when I was shooting nature in Colorado. There’s just something that you feel—when you see nature with your own eyes—that can’t be reproduced when you look at a photograph. At…
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Circle of Life
With every sunset a new hope is born, and an old expectation dies. Noor Unnahar
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The Monsoon
—Photo Memories This photograph was taken when I lived in a mobile home for a few short months, in a town called Catalina… in Arizona. It’s about 20 miles or so from Tucson, and those are the Santa Catalina Mountains in the distance. My best guess is that I took it a little over ten…
a sprinkle of faith 