Tuesday, 4 September 2007

seedlings


seed station . waiting for the next train to carry us down the line

[railway line otherside]



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Friday, 31 August 2007

waiting a cure.

Cancer Cancer just what are you all about
Why and how do you come to strike us down
You show little mercy to so many
King of all diseases attack attack surrender you do not
You are the greatest fear to old and young

You are the devil himself to anyone
Cancer your bonding we do not want
Cancer your not prized
You are the trickster in the pot
Cancer judge and jury everyone dies
Cancer you’ve had your day
Someone will find a way to banish you
The medicine will come and put you away forever

You are the friendless one from within
Cancer get ready to be made extinct


[as far as I know no [NOT ME ]

Thursday, 30 August 2007

sunset


I move around the garden trying to blend in, passing the glass house to the shed.
I wait ...... stretching out my arms , tilt camera up [no filter] shoot.
APOLLO I have you as you send out your rays to catch me, your to late.


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Tuesday, 28 August 2007

hungry


OH !!! come on you lot ,
its hard work hovering like this. please....

Sunday, 26 August 2007

At last a warm summer evening ! managed to get this shot with out flash

I no not where my husband is, its late and I wait for his return
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Saturday, 25 August 2007

rerun

urban mourning 1 [" reposting" this as another child die this week

Urban sunrise a red glow across a concrete land .
The high rise buildings cast shadows long and wide ,
a figure lays bleeding from a knife fight, slumped against a wall.
Someones child aged fourteen, leader of a gang .
Nearby the homeless sleep unaware of the tragedy .
Cries for help never heard.
Police arrive, its now a crime scene ,the homeless move away.
Across the city newsmen rush to the scene reporting the blood stain
ground now drying in the morning sun.
Streets away a child is born to live and breathe the urban disease.
How long before another tragedy beneath an urban sunrise.

Thursday, 23 August 2007

egret

O.K. O.K. I'M HERE NOW !! you can stop staring at me I know I am BEAUTIFUL!!
[but i do have big feet so don't look at them ]

The Old Git

The Old Git
The pigeon wild, not tame he seem to like me

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