Out of time, there were Two only One and One and blue but a bucket of liquid indigo two paddlers moving in a row boat and oar a compass held where do we go, the One yelled? and on the horizon they pointed without purpose and disappointed they moved and mapped turning in a circle…
Light of My Ambience
Quiet darkness is replaced By the warmth of candlelight Casting singularity A couple merge in shadows Your love is a glowing flame I’m mesmerized in your dance. I stare into liquid eyes A moth captured in moonlight. I’m wedded to your ring of fire Every night wine and steak dinner. My life is warm candlelight…
Narrow Gossamer
Tied to gossamer A red kite pressed to heaven Narrow is our hold. All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Narrow.” … and more Poetry from EatsWritesShoots here.
Standing on the Cliff
Standing on a Cliff a boundary against oblivion blue pulls me away from the gold of your heart. Standing on a Ledge time opens like earthquake a chasm to infinity seconds away from your heart. Standing on the Edge the earth disintegrates beneath me bedrock turns to sand clinging, falling away from your heart. In…
Baby Sea
Sunset licks a dying sky Baby blue washed in pink hue Foam born waters laps. * * * Apricot blush sipped Blue waters rise into sky Sea rose rests on sand. * * * Warm sand drinks summer sky Stratus quenched in baby sea Heaven is here with you. All text and images © Dale…
Taking Flight …
With a breath You free me from my soul I am the wind And all I feel is your embrace. All text and images © Dale Schierbeck More photos from EatsWritesShoots here.
Door to the World
So many photographers, myself included, are fascinated with doors. Doors are expressions of culture. Architectural flourishes, they are among the final touches on a building, the architectural equivalent of the cover of a book, and many will consider them carefully as expressions of what might lie within. Doors are symbolic, like walls (previously described), as…
Vividly Blue
There are few colours that capture the human condition’s imagination quite like blue. The colour of the sky, it is heaven where it lands upon the eye. Sapphire in a kiss, the Mediterranean waters I always miss. Yet blue is a colour that Mother nature reserves for few and rare it is to discover it…