Wisp of Dangling Bird 23 Thursday Aug 2012 Posted by smilingtoad in Introspection, Photography, Poetry ≈ 10 Comments TagsAlone, 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. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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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.