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Faces in a Crowd
In the bustling streets, a sea of faces flows,
Each a story untold, a life nobody knows.
Hurried steps and distant gazes pass me by,
Countless tales beneath the urban sky.
A woman clutches her phone, eyes filled with tears,
A man in a suit, burdened by unseen fears.
A child skips along, joy in every stride,
While an elder sits alone, memories as ( Read more... ) -
Loy Krathong on a Full Moon
Under the round moon's pearly sheen,
A thousand lights paint the night scene.
Along the Ping's dark flowing way,
The krathongs dance and sway and play.
Fireworks burst in thunderous flight,
Painting stories bold and bright,
While down below, the offerings float,
Each one a wish, a prayer, a note.
The parade moves like a river too,
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Rainy day at Etretat. Etretat, France.
The rain fell steadily as I walked along the beach at Etretat.
Gray clouds hung low and heavy.
Waves crashed against the cliffs in the distance.
I pulled my coat tighter.
A gull cried overhead, circling, searching.
The air smelled of salt and damp earth.
Rivulets ran down the sand into the sea.
The famous arches were shrouded in mist.
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Barossa Valley, Australia
Barossa Valley, Australia
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Barossa Valley. Drove up from Adelaide this morning.
Dry, golden hills rolling by. Arrived in Tanunda.
Walked the rows of gnarled old shiraz vines.
Plump grapes hanging heavy, waiting for harvest.
The earth smelled of sunbaked clay.
Met the winemaker in the cellar door.
Tasted a flight of his ( Read more... ) -
Kangaroo Island, Australia
I went to Kangaroo Island.
Off Australia's south coast.
Took the ferry from Cape Jervis.
Drove my car onboard.
Cliffs and beaches.
Eucalyptus and she-oaks.
Koalas dozing in trees.
Seals basking on rocks.
Kangaroos, of course. Mobs of them.
Bounding across fields. Silhouettes at dusk.
Emus too. Big birds. Flightless.
Stayed in a cabin. ( Read more... )
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