a symphony written
young, present and old
ominous and bright
a metronome, keeping note
life rushes, we are smitten
sad, joyful and mad
blink of an eye
we wake up
we live, we die
a journey
shadow cast, contrast
they remind me of you
landscapes blurring, the horizon bending
strong lines, offsetting the bleak
beginning to break ourselves
exposing, the weak
swept away and bedazzled
running, legs asunder
we suffer, and we whisper
faster, we go, we wonder
at last, a while
atop on the peak
Prometheus
like a gusty wind
tenderly weaving its way
mountains and rivers
unexplored pathways, opulent and pure
mountains and rivers are its highway
a delicate, silhouette
disappearing, appearing
today, is a new day
Coming of a Kingdom
ethereal beams of light
the ribbit echoes
the flora scent permeates
hidden in the mind
golden almond shaped eyes
the whim of life, alive
Ghosts in the Trees
she ponders
a reality which might not exist
so firmly, that a new world
arises from its mist
Journal
Through this section on my website I will share some behind the scenes material. I will write and post my thoughts on all different things related to photography. I will post the occasional poem I write when I am in the right headspace. As it evolves you might end up seeing a variety of topics and posts. If you would want me to write about anything on here, particularly regarding photography, feel free to drop me an email with requests.
Dennis