For every cracked climb,
unconsidered but compulsory,
that catastrophic clamber
over chaos and confusion,
there also comes the
slide into smoothness;
that paved path,
pure and polished,
an offer of an anchor
before the next convulsion of the course.
All words and photographs by Damien B Donnelly
Photograph taken at the National Park of the Calanque, Marseille
exploringcolour
Interesting. I like it! 🙂
deuxiemepeau
Thanks Liz, sometimes short and sweet can be a treat
memadtwo
You have such a way with sound. I like the contrast of hard and soft. (K)
deuxiemepeau
Thanks Kerfe. I do like to try to play with sound, occasionally gets strange looks on the metro when I forget I am not alone as I read back over the things I’m writing