Warped!

Thought I would invite all to an exhibit that will include ten other photographers and myself showing some of our interpretations of the word "WARPED'. We hung the show today and there is some really nice work on the walls. The exhibit is on Friday March 5, from 5:30PM to 7:30PM in Centerville, Delaware at the Law offices of MacElree Harvey Ltd. 5721 Kennett Pike. Hope to see you all there!

Serianna

This is a new experiment that I wanted to try out to see if people would be interested in reading poems with illustrations.

Along the
Broadkill
From Milton’s
“Paradise Lost”


The white fog creeps along the banks
To grace the languid Broadkill river.
From reed to reed the east wind rushes
Bringing forth my praise and thanks.

I paddle down this open water
And let the currents guide my eyes.
Flocks of sparrows drift and hover
An Eagle dives to snatch an Otter.

My birch canoe slaps out the sound
Of muddy water giving way
I dig in deep and feel the force
Pushing on , I’m homeward bound.

Sunset deepens trees that tower
High above my feathered head
Moonbeams shoot through crystal branches
I breathe in deeply nature’s power.

Scattered farms are passing by
Newcomers to our ancient spirit land
Silhouette against a lonely ridge,
The orange and violet evening sky.

My arms are aching I’m finally here
The high stars glow against the night
Filtering down through leaves of light
The words of Milton become so clear.

R. William Lindsey 11/23/09

Alapocas

The dodging Moon from high above
Sent forth its dreamy glow
A moving silence a glowing Dove.

Light reflected far below
The light so painterly
Filtered through the trees long bough.

I held my hands so as to see
Through misty leaves I peered
Then moving colors brushed by me.

Although I thought perhaps is weird
This display of natures charm
The forest floor was alive I feared

But meant no present harm
As tender Faeries brushed my arm.

Toad