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All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Poems, Poetry, Poets
Some lays of the Fianna, translated from the Irish by Annraoi de Paor with illustrations by Tim Halpin
A small press
The Things That Are In My Head.
Stay Bloody Poetic
Author of 'Sent, 'Fall', 'Unmuted' and 'Saudade'
home of the elusive trope
Fantasy Author
Words about pictures by Michael Scandling
Writing, Poetry & Creativity | Angela T Carr, Dublin, Ireland
Kay McKenzie Cooke Website & Blog
My journey through photography
landscape and change
My poetry is my religion.
Colouring Outside The Lines
Expressing moments of Inspiration within a cozy setting
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Ps 147:3
Art • Nature • Exploration
Peter Hillman's Photographic Exploration of South Staffordshire and Beyond
Poetry inspired by ethereal feelings, life events and personal philosophy.
A Journal of Brief Literature
Film, Music, and Television Critic
Writer
Art and Lifestyle by Brandon Knoll
New Zealand
French magazine - art & visual culture
A palette of general thoughts & travel stories from all around the world
Jack Bennett
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
a writing space curated by José Angel Araguz
Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl
Cooking with imagination
Damien B. Donnelly 
Beautiful clicks. 🙂
Thank you 🙏🙏
You are welcome. 🙂
So many beautiful colors, shapes, and textures in the plants and flowers–you’ve done a marvelous job, Damien, in capturing their transient beauty, a beauty that is fated to fade and eventual blow away, like the dandelions in one of your shots. Some may return next year, but many will not. Even the landscape changes as new paths are made and others reclaimed by nature. Our footprints often disappear even more quickly. What do we leave behind?
Fated to fade- how perfectly poetic Mike. Ain’t that just the truth- is there much meant to last longer other than poly blends?
What lasts? That’s such a deeply philosophical and deeply personal question, that I think I could go on and on. We may pledge eternal love but somehow it seems to come with an expiration date. You can make a strong argument that art, including poetry, lasts longer than we do because of its capability to affect people’s thoughts and emotions.
Remarkably lovely photos of mainly pastoral species, weeds, and ‘weedy’ garden flowers. You’ve done a fantastic job of capturing their colours and textures! Great collection.
Thank you Liz, and that’s the truth- they are the field weeds that caught my attention during morning runs and they needed a little spotlight
Amazing, the intricacy of every living thing. (K)
When you stop and slow down you see so much more