enveloped
enveloped in lilac flower are the faeries awaiting an agapanthus bloom goldenchild31 In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.” Continue reading enveloped
Tag: nature
force of nature
Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything. – Aaron Siskind In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Forces of Nature.” real beauty elegance can be seen only in nature. the innocence of a rose the peace of a leaf. the … Continue reading force of nature
monotone canvas
monotone canvas painted a hostile obsidian with raven feathers enclosing, protecting the wet acrylic pure, rich black one inconsistency: a dirty yellow moon unfulfilled, floating. an accident on a monotone canvas goldenchild31 Continue reading monotone canvas
into the depths
an infinite mass of deep blue occult and mystery ever resonant flavours in an unfathomable abyss gradually melting into the depths of the earth goldenchild31 Continue reading into the depths
ivory saffron
ivory saffron melts into lilac blush fragile fingers, blemished reach towards a luscious nectar effervescent champagne tears dapple wounded petals verdant greens contrast starkly goldenchild31 Continue reading ivory saffron
witching hour
titian blush seeps through ethereal clouds igniting, smoldering gliding across forest canopies. mystery of decrepit dwelling its occult its secrets concealed by twilight at witching hour goldenchild31 Continue reading witching hour
grow again
floating in an infinite sea of atoms, it drifts by crisp blue daisies it brushes the sweet plum tree, whipping through the soft fur of a bear and falls into its new muddy womb, the seed, ready to grow again… goldenchild31 Continue reading grow again
butterfly
a gentle heartbeat of flapping wings as they drift lightly on a summer breeze. the vibrant song of a blooming floret as a cabbage ‘fly’s beating wings halt to a s t o p. goldenchild31 Continue reading butterfly
bushwalk
The sun dripped from the sky, seeming to melt me in its relentless heat. Beads of salty perspiration coated my forehead and I slowly became drowned in the substance, my body slick and sticky. My breaths turned to pants, which quickly turned to desperate gasps. I clutched the icy surface of my drink bottle, guzzling the life-saving liquid by the litre. The dense and humid … Continue reading bushwalk
the shooting star
Her eyes sparkled, reflecting the rich colour of the night sky. The star-dappled expanse twinkled, the moon smudged across the bay, its milky reflection illuminating part of the beach. Her lips trembled as she tried to put into words the gorgeous view that we were seeing. I smiled, so grateful for my beautiful daughter. The wind whispered, sharing secrets with the two of us despite … Continue reading the shooting star
the undergrowth. 