The new layout of dA is still throwing me off...


Eye of the StormMy absent muse has left me bare She disappeared, that lady fair No backwards glance, no final dare And now Im lost; Ive not a prayerEye of the Storm
My mind, a net worn through with age, Cannot contain within its cage Ideas, thoughts, with which to gauge Fragmenting words upon the page
Plagued by always wondering why Unknown realities cause my sigh -
Forever trying to espy My tangled thoughts thru mine own eye
Ensnared within, without a light Inward struggles to mend my plight Realizations as I write -
My heart pumps ink of purest nigh


The Lighthousewe are climbing creaking stairs clambering in covered dark, tempting vespers of sea air salt on our tongues.The Lighthouse
when we reach the top we meet seeping dark immensity, giants turning in their sleep like worlds begun.
pulsing, proud, powerful sea plays against old wooden planks, posing with infinity this lighthouse stands.
waves that dash against the shore shattering like shards of glass, slice us down to nothing more than grains of sand.
smoothing subtle boundaries blending into lighthouse glow, pale against infin
Violin
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Daniel W Durkin Fine Art Photography
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"Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean." ~Romeo and Juliet
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I'm not here... this isn't happening...
last.fm [link]
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Life is short -- don't worry about if your socks match or not
Would you like to be a watcher?
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"The living beauty of nature cannot be copied, it can only be expressed."
Piet Mondrian
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"Cool! Look! A Manatee fart!"
Chris Krat from Kratts' Creatures
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Life is short -- don't worry about if your socks match or not
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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