Thursday, 25 April 2013
For No-one
Ah, to be in love. With the wind blowing in your hair and the small descents of truth petering down, through your veins. Not only Is the feeling warm like the sun, it is also wanted. There stuck in between limbo of fantasy and reality you sit watching and being. Still no other can compare to you, I see you and I think, my, they are the one to fall for, they make my eyes bleed feeling and my mouth salivate as my tongue coats my teeth in that warm dewy drop of disdain which so frequently makes me sit and wonder at your beauty. Still when I lean down into the pit, over the railings waiting, I see your eyes and your nose and I smile. For you, my dear, have the most beautiful smile and the softest look. Almost as if you were spawned from a feather, extending from its tails and branching out into a new creature. You are what we call the surrounding glory, you are what we call the mighty truth, without your breath and your courage, there would be no love. Not for you, or for me. Still that is only what we would say, as who is in love to this very day? Who reeks of the foul odour of fidelity, who truly is coy and lively when they see the world. As well as who really is in love. Is it a feeling of the moment, or a feeling of what is to come? There I see it, the future, the warmth, the light.
Words by me.
Monday, 22 April 2013
I'm With You
Sometimes, you just need things like this to make you feel safe and warm inside.
Sunday, 21 April 2013
In Dissaray
With a main road blocking it's entry into the main world, this derelict and desolate carcass is rooted to the earth with the aid of mother nature. Its roof collapsed, foundations rotting and stairs peeling. Surprising to this heap of ash, small delicate features such as the synthetic gauze/lace curtain which hang down from the flaky ceiling create this quaint vibe, a feeling that someday life will return and make this shell a home. Although prominent and easily visible, once within its grasp suddenly civilisation leaves you and you suddenly feel as though you have stepped into another world, and the life you knew has come to an abrupt halt. Everything still. Everything watching. Just you and the fauna and flora. It's wrong to say a haven, as this is not a place of relaxation, for its state makes all shiver in fear of what might be around the corner. However once you turn and look, you realise that it is just a house.
Now the second place in the world where I can come and sit in solitude.
Original photography.
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Piece done by Amy Ross