each poem, each painting
a leaf, falling from the tree
carrying impressions of spring
beyond the dark of winter
the beauty remains…
in mud and twisted steel
drowned voices lost
among the river stones
shriek of iron
and a train whistle
This place on the Whangaehu River was prophetically named – Tangiwai has the meaning of weeping waters – and on Christmas Eve 1953 a rim of Ruapehu’s crater gave way, releasing a lahar of mud, rocks and water down the river, just as the Wellington to Auckland night express was approaching. There were heroic efforts to stop the train before it reached the bridge where the lahar had washed away one pier, but in vain. Many of those on the train were heading home for Christmas, and over the following days searchers found mud-soaked presents and toys among the twisted wreckage and bodies. Four of the carriages were destroyed in the torrent. 151 passengers and crew died.
Gray clouds trail across the sky. In the pale winter sun a flock of geese (Ben Grafström--Akita, Japan)
hedy bach original photography mixed stories and music
Sometimes life cries out for a nice break from the daily routine ...... a pie break, so to speak. A time to sit, to listen, to reflect. To taste the sweetness of life.
Art Journey—these works along the way. . . .
Art is the Struggle to Understand
A blog about Sedums,Semps, Succulents and my garden oddysey
Colleen M. Chesebro ~ Novelist, Prose Metrist, & Word Witch
"Surely there is a future, and your hope will not be cut off." Prov. 23:18
Arts resource, sketches and drawings classified by subject
🦋 The Official Website of Australian Writer Chrissy Siggee
Words about pictures by Michael Scandling
Author of "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife"
一枚の写真は一千語に匹敵する／A picture is worth a thousand words
A Total Eclipse of the Art
quiet moments in nature
Drawings and paintings
a dream is something you want to do but still haven't pursued