Saturday, January 12, 2008

Assault



or perhaps caressed,
touched, at least,
by the multitude
of glowing lights

coming through
a forest to one
tree, standing
quietly there
minding her
branches.

The sharp
diagonal shadows
of yesterday
were so cleverly
substituted
here, indicating (either)
a choreographer
of immense
abilities,

or a random
generator
that
forever entertains.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I like the dark and light contrast in this picture. The dark goes well in the center.
Linda T.

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