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Chopin’s Seagull ballet to Air On A ‘G’ String. Photo ©Teri Flynn
Water prickling, seeping through pebbles, over and under to the far-out sea. Come back, come back, be filled. One lonely gull, no more than that to prove I exist, here, now. Mounds of brown sea-weed, great lumps of slime and … Continue reading
Morning sojourn, a single gull on the water, touching home.
9pm. The tide creeps slowly in.A seagull flies overhead. The helicopter returns, sees me here, sitting on this rock.Like an angel come to see if I’m alright, I’ll be alright, It tilts in acknowledgement, so low above, then returns to it’s … Continue reading
Originally posted on Masked Native:
? Hold fast to the tiller, to Gods of wind and waves. Through storms and dreams, through heartbeat of wings that arc and swoop and cry for land. Art © 2014 TCFlynn @ Masked Native…
Watching Seagulls drifting air currents, my arms stretched wide. Muscles soft, mind adrift. Tracing patterns with gossamer wings.
The Winter Solstice brings more wind, more rain. A single bird sings with many voices in the Holly tree. The song is vibrant, clear, urgent. I long to understand its message, but all I can hear is joy, all I can see is the Holly … Continue reading
It’s about colour, simply and wonderfully ignoring distractions, absorbing, like water aware of rising and falling, aware of the observer, seeing with different eyes.