
Postcards from Far Away, originally uploaded by buttonmoOon.
The greyish melancholy of this scene, shot through with streaks of sunlight, is quite lovely. Hopefully it will get you in a writerly mood.
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I just love the play of sky, ocean and boat and gulls gliding in the sky above it all. It looks to me like the dying sun or sunrise. Very practical and simply speaking, inspiring, very much so.
Posted by: Naomi Hamm | November 08, 2009 at 07:56 PM
This is my own musings generated from the pretty golden skied photo of the week, by Naomi Hamm:
Lying back on the velvety-soft and lavender-lit sand, I gaze at wide-wonder of the play of golden tinted autumnal sky, enjoying the quiet solitude of the days journey leading into twilight.
I am alone and yet that's alright. You can be more alone in a crowded room with people whom you are not at one with just the same.
I like my all aloneness. Except for whizzing rush of gulls speeding their way into night. The lavender hue of horizon blends well with purple ocean and white foam caps. Reminding me of Dover, England.
As a young student and a even younger bride with child on the way; oh my! Were those days campy and full of life and the disasters as well of my life, now gone by, but still I am here.
But not in Dover, England.
But across another pond. America. The free. The proud.
The beautiful. How in awe I once way of America! Now I feel ashamed and abandoned by the Government, the reckless, lawless, over-taxation, and worse.
But why should I care? Even now it all seems like nothing at all compared to what I have been through. And what I had done.
The water laps at shoreline. The smell of salt water crinkles my nose. The stars start to come out slowly; I can hear them twinkle and giggle their own nonsense up above. I am above me and looking down I can't feel the tranquility of the night and the moment.
I do not feel at peace. I feel scared, uncontent.
I am all of a sudden at a different place and time.
The sound of the trains crashing seems loud, way too loud to be coming from afar and from long ago! I jump! Feeling the excruitaing pain, not knowing if I would survive this.Everyone is screaming, vividily I AM there. The lights are blinding! Have I truly crossed over?
I now realize as I did then, there is never any way out, now or never........to be continued. Naomi Hamm aka delephine.hamm@gmail.com
Posted by: Naomi Hamm | November 11, 2009 at 06:13 PM
Awesome pics! I like it.
Posted by: Primary Work at Home | November 13, 2009 at 04:56 AM
Amazing picture! I really love the streaks of sunlight in this scenery. I think it will get anyone into writing mood. Great idea.
Thanks.
Posted by: Creative Writing | December 01, 2009 at 02:28 AM