PoetryPix
depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
Tag: wildflower
Isolation #8
A stop off somewhere on the empty roads of new Zealands’s South Island. With stupendous views it is easy to forget to look down – to the simple vignettes of rock and wildflower. A lovely study of isolation! [more from New Zealand on my…
the autumn hawkbit
because I was photographing trees you gave me a wild flower because we shared that graveyard moment you brought me this yellow as the ripened summer weedy as dandelions folklore food for hawk eyes because of how the flower sucked up the sun it showed the grim detachment of your proffered hand kindling conversation by a…
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