Into the deepest shadows
I peer
Before entering
I peer
Before entering
Initiate
Expectant
With trepidation
But driven
By curiosity
And possibility
Tag: children
Lost to Eternity
His memory of them was faint
Especially his father
The moments
Which held them both
Were few
And distorted
Especially his father
The moments
Which held them both
Were few
And distorted
Because he tried so hard
To place features
On their bodies
On their faces
Which he just couldn’t recollect
Over time he’d lost
The recollection of the places, too
How odd
That the one crystal clear element
In this one otherwise tortured image
Was the frame shop
Filled with photographs and paintings
Recorded for eternity
The Holy Ganga
There are waters in this world
I would not so much
As dip a toe in
I am thinking
I would not so much
As dip a toe in
I am thinking
As a mother purifies herself
In the waters of the holy Ganga
While her daughters prepare
To leap in, yet again
Gone Fishin’
Specular reflections
Like shattered glass
Milfoil reaches
For the light
Like shattered glass
Milfoil reaches
For the light
The waft of
Lazy water
In the air
A worm
A hook
A bobber
A length of string
And a stick
Contented child
All summer long
Summer Ferry
Summer riffles
Through their hair
Destinations
Across the Sound
Anticipation
Swimming, hiking
Lakes and ocean
Forests, sunshine
Family camping
The summer adventures
Of carefree youth
Through their hair
Destinations
Across the Sound
Anticipation
Swimming, hiking
Lakes and ocean
Forests, sunshine
Family camping
The summer adventures
Of carefree youth
Whistler Kid
This little thing
All jumbled in equipment
A little awkward seeming
A little bit disheveled
All jumbled in equipment
A little awkward seeming
A little bit disheveled
But point him down the hill
He’ll let them run
With surprising grace
And fluidity
Fire ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #82
Every night
The aarti fire
Five priests
Pay homage
To Shiva’s gifts
While one boy
In their shadow
Shines bright
The aarti fire
Five priests
Pay homage
To Shiva’s gifts
While one boy
In their shadow
Shines bright
Bengali Tola
She runs
With utter abandon
She runs
Gangly limbs
All astrewn
Head rolled back
Now lolling
Side to side
She runs
Only for the joy
It seems
Of running
Down Bengali Tola
And as my camera
Finally finds her
She finds me
Ritual and Playful
Mother and daughters
New moon Ganga ritual
Splash! Splash! Splash! They’re cleansed
New moon Ganga ritual
Splash! Splash! Splash! They’re cleansed
Playful ritual
Paddling on styrofoam
While mother washes
I Fell in Love
I fell in love
With the vivid colour
With the vivid colour
So I settled in
To setup the shot
When a little girl
Ran through it
So I fell in love
With her too
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