my eye was born in the stirring of the sky a painted ingot fired with the dawn burning at the dam’s early light a dividing wall eroded and a river ran from the zenith a molten composition cast upon the cotton ball sky cooling it cracked in a crinkling with it my arrogance that once…
Twisted Sky
White wide weight on height Wire my camera does wear Twisted, tested, trusted outwitted Statue stitched, stacked upon a stack, my stance beneath Blue, my eyes bloom, boredom, blah, I blew it Sky paints my psyche, a sockeye spawns Light — bright loot lites truth from lies Barbed war wound, St Peter’s gate is barred…
Red Sky Tonight …
My lips are painted with the red sky tonight … she has kissed me hard pressed against the weather pane — I’m twisting in her words, full-sail, piercing air, a dappled blanket sheathes a sorceress’ spell spoken Burn me, melt me, make me whole, cleanse from me a darkened soul, calm my waters in a…
Creation
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…
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.
A Study in Yellow ~ No. 3: Sunshine
“A Study in Yellow #3: Sunshine” Through a window Water colours splash Touch my lips Wash my eyes Autumn grass is born Rusted and gold Pulled from sunshine bright. All text and images © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Yellow.”
In the Twinkle of the Tongue
In the twinkle of the splash Lighted rings hold us tight A tongue erupts from the gash Imprints our eye with silver light And as the pebble falls below Heaven paints the liquid fabric Wrap my dreams in sunshine glow Wisps of graphic that flit like magic. All text and images © Dale Schierbeck See…
Eye in the Sky
© Dale Schierbeck 2014 See more photography here ….
County Memories
Some places are so big that they can create a moment. Some moments, special in their second, create lifetimes. Every year, I along with my wonderful and very dear friends from Ottawa (and a few from the “Greater Ottawa Area” which, for the purposes of this blog, now includes Toronto) descend 3 hours south into…
There Is a Crack in Everything …
© Dale Schierbeck 2014 See more photography here ….