(c) Ankh Spice
can you describe this beautiful photo taken by (c)Ankh Spice better than Ankh?
“a thousand miles of grey wind-calved mountains on a veil-world, material for a sorcerer’s armour, fallen bits of storm-sky, shoals of glass sharks” -Ankh Spice
” a seascape – choppy, restless pewter sea in endless unbroken waterpeaks. Long dark hills brood sleeping-dragonry alon gthe horizon, a split of orange dawn/dusk firing down the spine. The rest of the sky is exhaled smoke, beginning to tint around the ember” – Ankh Spice
At journey’s end by staci-lee sherwood
What lies beneath the sea Hidden from our eyes Secrets the ocean keeps Only sharing With a few Do the mermaids sing softly As whales swim by Wrapped in a watery blanket Made of ocean tears Waves crash against rocks Holding back the tide When it becomes too fierce As cool mist Calms the night As the sun begins to set Getting ready for its slumber All the world’s creatures Begin to settle in A mystery awaits In a far away place For each to unravel As we chart our own course Of self determined destiny Shall we rush to the land Or linger in the sea Time is a precious gift We unwrap With every sunrise The dawning of a new day Beckons us to explore A new era And new wisdom As we set our own course Immersive from Lisa Falshaw Stand. Still. Look out over silken-grey, sea-tumbled bed, hiding love-depths smoothed and honed like hand on skin, gentle lapping water, salt-taste bites granular on lips edged with kisses. Mountains rise, sky-tipped, rugged contours flow back to water, settling to razor-sharp edge, slices soft-dipped embrace. Sinking sun hangs low, suspended over dark-hushed land, dips gold to treasure of love, flashes hot sky under foaming clouds, sets fire to what lies beyond ink shadows, promises and disappointments in glowing embers of a dying fire. Stay here, immerse yourself, my love. (twitter: @LisaFal) Water by Bailey Gee I sit in silence Looking at the water The waves ripple As they greet me at my feet Calming Soothing For one moment My mind is blank I feel relaxed Waves Are a magical thing Natures cure So much depends by Helena McCanney on gravity. This thing we cannot see feel or lick that lurks every place among and between each object, but never shirks its duties, tugging us towards each other and bonding us steadfast to the ground. So much depends on gravity setting the planets on track around the sun, our homestar. This celestial roulette wheel that never loses momentum keeping the moon in unbroken perambulation around the Earth. So much more depends on gravity, And with the pull of the moon, the tide lumbers in and out. skald by Debbie Strange this is the way it comes for you in the end a valkyrie sun astride the mountain's obsidian back mercury swans and planets laying claim to the words of your bioluminescent suffering (twitter: @debbiestrange) Upon these waves by Alex Irwin (the ulsterpoet) Upon these waves I rest my day, o'er gilded light and dwindleday. And as I dwell I hear them say, I wash, I wash, I wash away Ampersand by Larissa Reid (In memoriam from the gannet colony of the Bass Rock, Scotland, 2022) Gannet banks, copper light infusing wing tips, Crisp white arc against a split wide sky Stitching elegance from elements. Gannet arrows through metal shell of sea Folded origami meets slim sleek shoal; An ampersand scatter of mackerel. Gannet pulls up and out of water’s density, To soak in laced air, The sea oscillates in her wake. (Twitter: @Ammonites_Stars) Untitled piece by Sidney Mansueto A thousand roaring waves roll into A void of deep passion with no voice To be heard and seen, hiding with fear. Fear drowns the voice, lessening its truth Making waves in the name of fictional stories That make the real story lifeless. Something as beautiful as an ocean Is shaking with thunder, a storm to erupt Yet nothing can stand still, only can be if it chooses to stand against fear. Links: Poetry based on photography Challenge from Ankh Spice pt. 1 Poetry from Ankh Spice : Reclaiming the birdboy Holiday Interlude by Ankh Spice from Avalanches in Poetry Writings & Art Inspired by Leonard Cohen 5 Poems by Ankh Spice : That which can be made visible, Hold the river, Feeding the koi, Act like you were never for sale, & Hathor’s gift A Quicksilver Trilling by David L O’Nan : Poetry & Writing style lyrics inspired by Dylan Poem by David L O’Nan Writing Suicide Notes in the Bluebird Poems by Peach Delphine: Every Cloud Has Life of Its Own & Speaking of Home, Beyond the Wind, Flat