Poem – What Sees in the Dark March 21, 2015williamricci Pre-dawn. Sliver of gradient orange into purple. Cloud-less. The forest stands tall merging with the sky. Cold breath. We listen to distant owls, we watch for the coyotes. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Thank you Willow. Trying to convey what comes easily in a photograph, without getting too cliched. Loading... Reply
Very atmospheric!
Thank you Willow. Trying to convey what comes easily in a photograph, without getting too cliched.