i walk in the winds
brightness and darkness
santoka taneda
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Thursday, December 29, 2011
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- and i knew
- stone eye
- winter sea
- its terrible beauty
- breathe
- alleyways
- christmas day 2011
- i know this long open place
- all we want
- variations
- this unfurling
- enough of words, come to me without a sound
- we see the leaves beneath the ice
- come and go
- soft heated sky
- this day ends gently
- deep autumn
- the old coat
- out and across
- the small voice
- falling behind the horizon
- i watched the stars
- tightly
- there are small lines
- looking back, i saw my path
- three years
- unravelled
- the golden fire
- so like silence
- so like so many little wings, so like clouds
- in place
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12 comments:
Stunning image, Steven. Happy season to you.
I do believe that is one sea edge I don't get the urge to paddle in! It manages to look so cold and menacing, even in sunshine...
always:)
yes, a gorgeous moment. isn't life always so startling?
xo
erin
I'm struck this morning by how the lake shore in your photo looks like it could be the lake shore on the south side....with all our differences, with distances between, we are truly the same, aren't we?
The sea looks like a sculpture to me in the photo - frozen.
Contrast - the thrill of contrast - and your photograph is inspirational.
Beautiful but very cold-looking sea Steven.
elisabeth thankyou so much. i brought this image from near where my mother lives. my father stood and saw this scene many times. steven
jinksy it washed up and over my boots and jeans and i didn't really care. it was super windy and almost cold but the elemental power of the wind and the water and then the rocks all around me pushed awesome energy through me!!!! steven
erin - life startling!!!! oh yes please!!! steven
stunning walk, love the nature imagery.
Hello,
Hope all is well,
Glad to land on your island that showcase fabulous poetry talent, way to go!!!
Welcome join us by submitting a free verse or a poem of your choice today,
Cheers.
Happy New Year!
Bless You.
xoxox
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