If I could Fly...
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...freedom would be mine
Bring the Light
By Peter S. Quinn
Come come morning come
Freshness awaits me then
Tickle each bosom blossom
When they will feel you again
Rise to the edge of the sea
Bring the light there on
Billows that waves so free
Never to shore are all done
A bird in a nest is to fly
Finding the freedom in wings
Reaching the horizons sky
Wondering what morning brings
Flocking to oceans wide
Searching for something to eat
Into the deep they glide
Every small motion to read
Come come to day newborn
With every aspect of light
Dark gown is becoming worn
Taking its dim and the night
Faraway times going around
Each with its moments to turn
Somewhere a glow they've found
To give to the new morning burn
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--> The poem appeared on http://petersquinn.blogspot.com
PS : I took the photo last Summer in Scheveningen, in The Hague, in the Netherlands
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Hope you'll like it...
BenHeine, on January 07, 2010 report post reply applause 0
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MoArt Rotterdam, on January 07, 2010 report post reply applause 0
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& the poem of mister quinn
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BenHeine, on May 11, 2009 report post reply applause 0
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i´m a friend of docu-photos being full of visual contrasts
& though it´s an intense post work in it, i´d like to express that the balancing act not to overload the picture is really felicitous.
from far
it´s an illustrative piece
water turns grey
to the stones & beneath
one can feel the streaming land
expiring to the light
dark blue is disappearing off-hand
& the clouds waft alongside the shore into the wide white
salut, nils
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