Monday, March 14, 2011

the river's prose

silvered-ochre ripples


the river's prose


whispered
wordless
stories

6 comments:

  1. Give me a minute? Let me kick off my shoes and wade there, so inviting...

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  2. I always see a face in the water.

    beautiful colours.

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  3. The silver light has faded here in Washington DC. We're seeing the green-gold light of early spring here.

    It's like traveling through time/space coming here and watching the last of the silvery ochre colors of winter where you are. Very cool.

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  4. wordless stories - they live in paintings and nature and photos such as these

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  5. I like the river's poetry, the words he whispers while you are standing transfixed.

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