(click to enlarge)
Like seeds of ideas
held in reserve
to be released
one day
. . .
So much graceful
iced beauty
here
. . .
xx
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
Not only can you write, you are quite the photographer! What a great shot.
ReplyDeleteIncredible to see what ice can do, one of the things being feeding imagination and poetry..
ReplyDeleteI keep looking at it and thinking of shrimp in the snow. I like the idea of saving up good ideas for another day.
ReplyDeleteOh, this graceful iced beauty is beautiful, I see so many images in her/it...the potential, yes...
ReplyDeleteWe're all iced-over again this morning. More picture ops I guess. I'm thinking positive here.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture! It has my mind thinking of so many different images. Fabulous poem to go with the picture. :)
ReplyDeleteGlorious worlds waiting for an imagination. XO
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