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Alone, Black & White Photography, Bleak, Contemplation, Florida, Grain, Grass, Hike, Macro, Nature, Poetry, Solitude, Storm
Storm Winds blur these thoughts-
(Like a wisp of dangling bird)
Scraping scream, white eyes,
Talons in grey light,
Anguish seeping into earth,
Breathless, hidden in the grain.
A tuft of pale down
Is all that remains-
Easy in the breeze
As the Gale dissipates.
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I like this.
Thank you. Cheers!
Absolutely wonderful! Love this!
Thank you so much!
Beautiful!!!
Many thanks!!
I can feel that wind. I really like that photo too.
Oh thank you! Yes, that wind was just wonderful, the sort that meanders right through the soul. Appreciate the comment, thanks for dripping by.
Cheers- Autumn Jade
How beautiful..
Thank you very much.