SUMMER’S STORM

  Heaven’s howling! Summer forsaken, storms converge, heaven’s howling! We have flittered too long fowling; nature forsaken, gods now purge our wasted ways, our sloth, our splurge, heaven’s howling!     All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly This is a repost.

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PAUSE AND POISE

  Running through time, through time that can never be tempered, through twisting trees and projected paths, projecting thoughts yet to be pondered, through mornings unfolding while seasons fall to winter and wither for a while all around me, crisp carpets crinkle with what was once light and leafy but are now scattered sprinkles of […]

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