Staring into faces I stand in the dark Of my parents’ room At the black and white Photos silently Paper tombstones line Thick dust silhouettes Names only spoken In stories of others Stories once taken Immigration there Just married right here Anniversaries Graduations once Off to war once more Suits ties shiny shoes Dresses Sunday…
Mother Earth
Rape our Mother Consume her tomorrow’s son Suck her spirit dry Invade your vampire virus Hungry for today Disown our geologic history.” All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Earth.” … and more Poetry from EatsWritesShoots here.
Chiaroscuro
My love is composed Upon a limestone canvas Worn white with history’s chisel Her mystery emerges Through a faithful portal past Shadowed oak lacquered black The solidity of her stance A palette knifed upon her dress Smoothed soft upon her breast Brush strokes feathered fine With an afternoon’s warm shine Breaching bright background walls Reaching…
Black and White
A plane tree peels black and white A hole in the morning eclipse black and white A photographer shutters contrasts black and white A cavalry knight seizes black and white A bird upon the ice frozen black and white Melanin under skin pigments black and white A gown held by a tux dances black and…
Love Takes Flight
Spread open, I love with all my heart Vulnerable to the fall below Your love, wings to carry me above. All text and images © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Motion.”
Depth of Fall
The play of depth of field in balance with one of the deepest depressions in North America seemed an ‘obvious’ choice for this particular challenge. While it is the width of the lens and the photo that is really at work, the effect is an incredible depth of field that just draws me in further…
Serenity’s Memory
For longest time, serenity was my space filled by just a presence; serenity was the presence that filled my space; it was space filled by the presence of serenity. Serenity is now a memory of that space filled. Memories of serenity fill my space. My space is now memories of serenity…. We were each other’s serenity….
Winter’s Capital
Yes, at the risk of furthering certain stereotypes of Canada and our nation’s capital, it seemed only fitting to end this series by publishing images of our Parliament under the cloak of last week’s ice storm. While some may prefer these in colour, I think, again, the black and white treatment suits the embattled limestone…
A Silver Sky ~ a study in black and white
To see the world with different eyes is to live differently. There is an incredible beauty to the snow, trees, and ice again a perfect and rich blue sky … which was on display when I took these, the next to last in my Ice Storm series. Yet to take away the colour of the…
From Shadows into Dream
Falling From the light into the darkness Heart breaks Aching For starlight To steal the night. Walking From darkness into light Heart swells Whole and healthy Beating Sunshine into The rhythm of your veins Rising From shadows into dream. All text and images © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post…