Overtly inverted

Overt summer dream
in a wintry pool of thoughts ―
inverted presence.

Blazing flames

                                                                           for Iulia Flame

Sunset bonanza

Moonrise over Coal Harbour

Unravelling pattern

"If you go as far as you can see, you will then see enough to go even farther."

― John Wooden

Out of the daylong fog

Gazing at their wings

"For there’s a limit to gazing. 

And the gazed-at world 

Wants to blossom in love." 

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Turn of the Road

Thought in a bone

Feather 

[next] to bare stone

brave thought in a bone

words on the outskirts

of what once they stood for.

Beneath my rubber boot

— squelching mud

decks the barren ocean floor —

slow bleeding the unspoken

or perhaps it's spectral 

connotation.

XXX

Old piles

Seagulls

"In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence." — Robert Lynd

"river of silence"

"Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. 

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. 

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance."

— Khalil Gibran

Thought and memory are the same thing.

Epiphany

Crows

Time is an abyss

On "Anton" Street

_ _ _

Fractal [e]scapes XV ― Rain Bent

"Still bent to make some port he knows not where,

Still standing for some false impossible shore."

— Matthew Arnold