There isn't light that can shine,
But the light of man.
The hidden beauty,
That Nature squirrels away,
Man's light makes splendid.
Praise the spelunker,
Who roots out the passages,
and gives them to us.
The online diary of an amateur artist in the making. Art has become my 'crack'. Blick's is my supplier. But oil painting is still new to me. As of 25May09, I am adding photography to this site as a further expression of Art.
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10 comments:
When I was in school I have more time for spelunking!
Great haiku!
I missed that one!
Your words make it complete. Perfect.
Art mixed with poetry and words? perfect!
The poetry is wonderful. Love the pics you have posted too.
~Silver
Very nice work..simple words with great meaning. I am following you! and I welcome you to my blog!
P.S the pictures are lovely!
Great text, I liked it a lot. Here are some extra lines for your post
hidden between mountains,
caves
inscribed on the wall
on the stone,
among animals and barefoot
hunters.
Hope you like it, nice blog by the way
M
Hi there Lee,
thanks for following me in colourweek. Gladd you like what I had in store for you all.
This one is a beauty itself and the poem is wonderful too.
CU in blogland. D.
ps I'm glad you like me in the picture yet i"m better behind the camera (i'm a little shy infront of it). giggles here.
That's a fabulous photograph!!
Love the poem too.
I always enjoy visiting your blog!
Best,
gabriele
Love this photo, and the haiku is perfect for it.
But this was over a year ago. Are you hoarding you work for a show?
Gosh what a great shot this is, the colors the shades and the light makes you want to dive into it and explore.
Thanks for your constant support on my blog lately.
And I hope your wife and sister are out of missery with there rings for most of the time.
I'm gladd with my splintring.
Again thanks for mentioning it and it was funny one knew about it since it's so rare.
Happy day my friend.
Dagmar
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