Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic
Photography Without Rules
You were there
Watching me skip stones
Falling headlong
Into cold waters
Learning to swim
Learning to drown
You were there
Last night
Hiding in the reeds
Reflections
Slapping me
Out of it
Awake now.
See you
Tomorrow
what is a meta for?
if it’s not a metaphor, if it’s not an analogy
maybe it’s an anaphor…metagy?
double exposure photograph and some applied textures
Daughter of my daughter,
Come, walk with me
So many things to say
Before the sun sets
And sleep overcomes.
Stay
In the strengthÂ
Of your mother
Your eyes,
Like hers
Full of life and cheer
Tenderness
Will illuminate
Where you have walked
No ill word
Will pass through
Where ears may judge
Love
Will be your name
Charity
Will be your sword
A world of banality
Holds its secrets close
Reveals them
Only to those willing
To look
And look again
“My beauty
Is not so obvious.
I will test
Your will”
The beauty of water
Is its ability
To reflect
And bend
One may enjoy
A peaceful moment
Lulling away
After ripples
Of conflicted
Realities
The peace
Of cool environs
The bustle
Of colliding contrails
Overhead
There are scales on my eyes
And I must traverse the journey
Over and over
Before I can see
My walks have taken me by this spot many times.
The tree, birds, the fences and light kept telling an untold story.
Struggling with its meaning
A puzzle
With pieces missing
All is not as it appears
To the eye
Sometimes
The eye must close
To see
If we can find the emotive response within us to color, lines and shapes.
Make them ours. Interpret them from the emotive eye.
The journey takes on new meaning.
(multiple exposure photograph)
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic 