hero

the man in black
the man in black

Do you know, the man in black?

The man in black, who has a full heart.

The man in black, who made mistakes, offered his heart.

The man in black, who travelled so far, put away his heart.

The man in black, who always meant well, injured your heart.

The man in black, who some say feels naught, understood his own heart.

The man in black, who cared for them all, neglected his heart.

The man in black, who yearns to live, opens his heart.

The man in black, who with his art, reveals his heart.

The man in black, who has a full heart.

Can you love, the man in black?

for wordpress writing 201 – hero, a ballad about a hero with a sprinkling of anaphora and epistrophe

rule of thirds (the third)

insight
“there is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure”
― paulo coelho, the alchemist

don’t fear loss

retain your focus

and locus

for wordpress weekly photo challenge, rule of thirds

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f/1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3 and silver efex pro 2*

rule of thirds (the second)

"we who have made the great mistake, how differently we should all act at the second chance" j m barrie
“we who have made the great mistake, how differently we should all act at the second chance”
– j m barrie

in an unstable

world

are you able

to find a place to

hang your

hat?

for wordpress weekly photo challenge, rule of thirds

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f/1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3 and analog efex pro 2, hung out to dry*

poetry potluck

after the terror
after the terror

During the last week, I have been taking part in the WordPress Writing 201: Poetry course.

Daily Post editor, Ben Huberman, has prompted us each day with a new prompt, form and a device.

This weekend, we were granted a break from the creative process and invited to share a poem that we love.

I choose to share words from a poet to whose writing I was introduced whilst living and working in Belgrade.

I have often used quotes from his work coupled with my photos on my blogs belgradestreets and belgianstreets.

These words, from Rainer Maria Rilke, once shared with me at a time when I felt empty and without hope, are simple yet compelling.

“Let everything happen to you
Beauty and terror
Just keep going
No feeling is final”

The image I chose to use today comes from a shoot in a famous cemetery that I shared recently on belgianstreets, the words seem to fit both the expression in the eyes of this dead wartime warrior, and the feelings of those he left behind.

rule of thirds (the first)

thi
third time lucky

third place
third choice
third class
third world
rules
not
?

for wordpress weekly photo challenge, rule of thirds

fog

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                                            memories of ascending a shattered staircase
                                      wanting and hoping and wondering
                            remembering how, in the clouds and through the fog, he first saw her face
                        would it ever be the same, after all the wandering?

(a poem about fog in the form of an elegy with a metaphorical angle for day four of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, analog ex pro 2, wet plate filter applied, mistily ambiguous*

animal

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                                              In the blink
		                          Of an eye, he thought
                                        To cry. Oh       how he wanted to
                        Drink. Shuffling forward,   his   claws dragging along
                             The floor.  Wretched          and old, he remembered being
			              Told that it        would be better one
					Day. So he blinked again
						One eye.

(a story featuring an animal in the form of concrete poetry with a little enjambment for day four of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, analog ex pro 2, double exposure filter applied, and a turtle*

trust

safe haven
safe haven

on trust not in lust
let go, allow it to flow
on with life, not with strife
many times before, he swore
often, on the day, gave way
until, he became still, not ill
can it be, that here, there is no fear?

(a story of trust in the form of an acrostic with some internal rhyme for day three of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, silver efex pro2 with filter 024 full contrast and structure applied, laughter, swings and icy chains involved*

milk and alcohol

“i decided eventually
this ain’t doing a thing for me”

milk and alcohol, dr feelgood

don't mix it
don’t mix it

The boy wanted to wander with wonder along the way
Oh boy did he choose the wrong day
They advised him to avoid alcohol
Didn’t mention the doll
So later he longed for a lay

(a journey in the form of an alliterative limerick for day two of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

(and for justine’s tea party #6)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, two images combined with layers in photoshop cc, analog efex pro2, double exposure filter applied, no animals were harmed in the production of this post*