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Published: 2004-08-06 10:10:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 1582; Favourites: 22; Downloads: 242
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Winter's comea blanket of mercy
to be thrown over us
and all the wrongs we
suffered upon each other
I know we are seen and
everything is seen
a requiem candle set
at the foot of my bed
sputters through the night
through the winds of this season
that I pray may
finally silence this longing
that in its own season
has rendered these fields
into ash
so let the silence come
shut the blinds for the long nights ahead
turn the lights off
the music down
and empty this heart finally
like a tea cup grown cold
You who see....
may I forget her name by spring...
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i really like this one. nice picture angle. good poem too, especially:
"and empty this heart finally
like a tea cup grown cold
You who see....
may I forget her name by spring"
definite DeviantWatch.
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Commenting on the poem means as much to me as commenting on the image....so thank you so very much...for that and the devwatch...
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This photo you took looks like there are viens coming from the statue.
The two different dimentions go well with each other
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Such a sad evocative poem - love the emotion twisted from winter
The shot I really like, as someone else said you are warned not to do this, but it works because it's the trees that are the focus not the statue - and because the statue is in the froeground, it can't help being highlighted by not being focused on. Everything contrasts brilliantly here - the soft unfocused statue, gentle folds and curves, dead stone, and almost ghostly in appearance against the vibrant sharp lines of the tree, still alive even in winter, very 'present'. It just adds a sadness and thoughfulness to the statue somehow, a brilliant augmentation of the poetry
Umm, yeah, that was alot of words just to say great deviation!
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Wow....thank you for that. This was one of my personal favorites that just seemed to not get much attention. Thank you for seeing what I was after and especially with the poem. Yes, it was quite the sad one...
Very very much appreciated...
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Forgive me, but I like your poem much better than the pic! Heartfelt, something that we can all relate to. If only it were as easy to forget some things as easily as a season passes ...
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and to think they warn you not to make it look like odd things are growing out of other things, you know, flowers growing out of someone's head. this shot really works.
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I like the concept, but I dislike the focal point. I'd prefer both as sharp as possible.
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I actually did try both and the other doesn't work. It actually really doesn't.....
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oh well. it's the thought that counts
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A good concept and composition rarely seen... In fact, never seen...
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Amazing shot. Very beautiful and haunting.
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"Their flowers the tenderness of silent minds,
Β And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds."
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sharks..I actually thought of something like this today too..(branches growing everywhere around me)...GREAT CONCEPT.
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