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was it ever quiet? were we ever still?

 every day a struggle to master the storm? gusts of passion drove us from youth and innocence. love was tempestuous and softness and fragility became hardened. deep scars healed, taught and changed us. left us clinging to rocks in a sea of fears.

was it ever quiet? as we made our passage from ignorance to knowledge. were we ever still enough to find the stars, to feel tide flow, to plot our course? we hurled ourselves against the breakers, blind in passion within the foam and clasping hands, struggling for balance, for a foothold on the slipping, shifting shinglestone.

were we ever still? as bitter brine washed wounds with wet and cold reality, cooling the ecstasy of experience and now here, aloft in the safe arms of the rigging, over a green grey sea I search horizons for that elusive point of light and persist in hope,

a moment of peace in the skyline of your deep eyes and the sun of your smile.

for V

©dwk


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echoed images

echoed images

guessing, not googling or binging, after all theorising is more interesting than the expert where art is concerned. – that the images created upon the impaled ship’s planks or driftwood on the promenade of Weston-Super-Mare were suggested by an artist to point out, direct your gaze to, the islands in the Bristol Channel? Or perhaps they are ancient defence forts as in the Solent off Portsmouth. Almost saying, there, look, see? Literally laying down a marker more impressive than any big arrow or a g.p.s. voice.

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Posted: February 24, 2013 in Photographs, Places, Seascapes, Travel
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