2 posts tagged “photography”
Lizard looking at me
Stare
Nothing takes you unaware
You take your time
and when you find
people don't do it for you
anymore
You scatter back
to the sandy shore
the River's edge
it is your home
A place that belongs to you
to roam
We are invited
and sometimes not
Today
when you had enough
to the water you shot
uncaring.
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When I saw this lizard to day in exactly the same place that I photographed him at Christmas he seemed as though he still knew me. To be true I walk along there often and stop to look for as long as he will allow me. It is a strange land though the animal kingdom - do they accept us? really?
The poem below was written long ago about the same lizard I think I know!
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You sat so still I did not notice as I scanned the waterways Looking for photos to turn into songs is an important part of my days. You did not flicker you did not flinch I could have easily moved on But as my camera scanned the patchy mossed rock Your shape was erect and seemed “latched on" That’s when I saw you I wonder why lizards sit up so straight and strong Not to be unearthed or unerved I wanted to get closer and began to sneak forward for a while there you stayed and did not move |
But as I approached with a sneaking stealthy gait You eventually turned your knowing head You began to sidestep just slightly and then inched a little bit more No matter how softly I tread I snapped and snapped Knowing that at any sec you would begin to dart and weave So I got as close as I could and then SPARK you up and took your leave. |
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In my article 14 Reasons Wwhy Artists Keep Visual Journals I talk about why we journal. I am constructing this Blog to show how the process unfolds. I will be Blogging in a poetic descriptive style. However at time I will show how video and animation can broaden theway we capture nuance. Inspirational Journal Burst forth spray your seed across the bay Sprook your wisdom widely as you fall amongst the sand Bury in the land Watered by the salty sea Soothed by rain that splashes wild and free Take hold and grow up tough and strong With roots like poles no mistake |
They will hold on no matter where you stake your craggy hold The truth will be told Fearless and bold Break the mold Split that rock that would bind You will find your freedom! |
