Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Photographic Poetry ...


a symphony in leaves
and all the earth sings
songs of joy and
breathes, breathes, breathes.

24 comments:

Judy said...

I like it!

LOLfromPasa said...

I have had a really hectic day. Your photograph is 'calming'. Thank you - needed that :).

cieldequimper said...

Lovely Lowell!

cieldequimper said...

Lovely Lowell!

William Kendall said...

Wonderful contrast against that sky.

Sylvia K said...

Oh, beautiful indeed and just what I needed!! Wonderful contrast indeed!!

hamilton said...

Today was a perfect day to lay down and look up at the sky through the leaves. Nice view.

Lois said...

Beautiful Lowell!

RedPat said...

A lovely pic and perfect words to go with it, Lowell!
When I went to U of T, the bookstore sold used textbooks and would buy them back from you at the end of the year. Somehow I think those days are gone! Do they even use textbooks anymore?

Randy said...

Very nice indeed.

Kay said...

You and I are both looking up today. I like your choice here.

Linda said...

Beautiful, Lowell!

Halcyon said...

You're a master with words, Lowell!

llandudnopictures said...

Soothing image, and words.

VP said...

Bravo, Lowell!

Tanya Breese said...

very nice!

Sharon Anck said...

Beautiful!
"A symphony of leaves", a melody of branches on a rhapsody of trees
living in harmony as a composition of nature

EG CameraGirl said...

AH! I enjoyed your words as well as the photo!

Karl Demetz said...

Great and lovely composition, Lowell !

José Mendonça said...

So very cool! Great composition.

Bergson said...

a nap in the grass ?

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

I love this actually and it sounds like a Yoga Mantra. Reminding to check to see if your book is available yet on E-Book format.

magiceye said...

Sigh..... so beautiful

stardust said...

I like to look up at the sky through leaves and breathe in.

Yoko

"Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again." — Henri Cartier-Bresson