A thunderstorm blew through around midnight on Sunday. I captured this lightning strike but what really caught my eye were the clouds that were invisible in the darkness.
Wow! What an eerie picture....those clouds are ominous looking! Glad it was just a thunder storm..and not something more terrifying....looks like those clouds are hiding evil monsters....
Before there were electric lights and even before campfires, there was lightning to reveal in stark contrast, the night. Your words have captured the feeling remarkably well.
awesome poem and awesome pic! must have been asleep for that one the other night; but last night at 3AM i did catch the moon, which was unbelievable, wan and gigantic like an eggshell dangling in the NW sky. amazing.
It is a question that applies to so many experiences in life and I don't think that there is a simple answer. "Do I want to know?" and "What is it that I want to know?", these are two of my favorite questions... Interesting, Patrick!
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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Great job!
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