Oh what grandeur! The brilliant orange and purple spread across the sky! Silently you descend exuding warmth and gentleness signalling rest and quiet...silhouettes etched on the horizon!
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
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Posted by twilite at 10:04 PM
Labels: my foto album
7 comments:
NB: while manipulating the text, I lost the other photo!
This photo is gorgeous twilite. I can only imagine what the other one was like. I loved what you wrote with it.
I hate when that happens..you have to upload it again and it's always different when it publishes. This is so funny...today I posted sunrises! And we're at the opposite sides of the earth!
Joy: Thank you.
MOI: Thanks...I tried to edit but I was not successful! I'm not good at such! I still have a problem in putting calendar or other items on my sidebar.
Oh, that's lovely Twilite - And the shapes of the roof tops with the lights on! This is a lovely picture! More of these, please!!
By the way, that 'disappearing picture thing has happened to me before. If this happens again, before doing anything else, go up to the 'edit' in the explorer bar (or firefox or whatever you're using) and try clicking on the 'undo' in the scroll-down list. This has worked for me a couple of times when I mistakenly 'deleted' by backspacing too far. A couple of times it didn't, but it's worth a try!
Annelisa: Thanks for the tip. Shall I try this. I was flabbergasted when I lost that. I tried that again, and I lost it again after I put up the text. (sigh) can't win huh?
12 JUne 2007
A silver sky
ripe for the mirror.
you can not see yourself in this mirror
you can only see others
moreover, you can only see what others choose to expose.
Their houses, their boats, their sea-doos.
Birds skimming low over the water could
like as not
see them selves if they were to look down
as they skim low over the water
but they never do.
Rather they allow their reflections to chase them
quick and sharp over the still, glistening waters
while the bird's mind remains ever fixed on
food, or other birds, or escaping those damn noisy humans.
A dense forest impenetrable as a gaze.
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