Streaks of Color Fire




embrace of vision
red streaked sun star flash and fire
oceans vibrating
sea of fire in the sand
everything that is, is alive
Labels: flowers, photography, poem, tanka
Essays, poetry, art, photography, music, & interconnected creative & design work by
a semi-nomadic polymath multi-media artist in the Western and Midwestern USA,
searching for perfect moments.
Labels: flowers, photography, poem, tanka
2 Comments:
Dazzling, Art.
Nature, colour and speed combine to produce a kaleidoscope.
Thanks.
Hi and thanks back.
There's a lot of truth in the blur. I think the blur tells us more about the real nature of the universe, in some ways, then do the sharp images. Sometimes a little blur is actually more realistic.
I think that's true for writing, too. I'll take Virginia Woolf any day, over most modern best-sellers today, for that very reason.
Was is poetry if not word-pictures of the blur, of the mystery?
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