Saturday, November 1, 2008

Shadow Shot Sunday...Listen...


Grey arms stroke
this age'd form,
as the sun's warmed beams
lighten a path
to these ancient stores...
A milk house perhaps,
with towers of skeletal legs
once promising flow from the core.
The well of the earth soul...
sweet, pure essence
flowing from the heart,
once pristine ,
now degraded and foul.
Drink not, old fool,
for the essence here is not pure.
No longer the nectar of life,
this foul pit's stench,
a slurry of man's brew,
oozes like a pox
on withered limbs.
This peaceful vision of deceit,
a well of crystalline springs,
is only a ruse...
I say drink not, old fool,
this siren song is the death of a world...
Shhh...listen...
Shadow Shots are here again, be tempted...go to Hey, Harriet and sign up...you won't regret!

23 comments:

Rosebud Collection said...

Wonderful shot and poem..Always a wonderful visit..sorry, I haven't been here, but once home will return..

Hey Harriet said...

Great shot! And I really enjoyed your poem. Just read it over & over. So wonderful!

Oh your link wasn't working in Mr Linky, so I just deleted it & popped it back in. All good now. Enjoy the rest of your weekend :)

Greyscale Territory said...

For some strange reason, your poem instantly reminded me of John Donne's lines "busy olde foole" when he refrred to the sun intruding on his love nest. And your poem has that olde worlde epic grandeur with a dash of very wry irony/humour to be found in Donne's poetry.

Finally to your shadow image! Certainly, it seems innocent and charming, but your words add quite a dark twist ~ the shadow behind the innocence! Love this!

High Desert Diva said...

Each visit is a gift of photos and words...

Claire, said...

So lovely! as always. It's always a treat to see what beautiful photos you have taken. Beautiful poem too.
Best warm regards for a beautiful rest of the weekend to you!

Paz said...

What a cool shot. That does look like arms embracing the house. ;-)

Paz

Alissa Nicolau said...

What a fabulous structure! I love it, really love it. Looks perfect for a little tea party with all my friends. I'm ready and willing to move in... Hey, where's my key?

Utah Grammie said...

So pretty - I love taking photos of buildings, trees etc. because they don't "pose" - they just ARE.
Have a wonderful fall Sunday!
Colleen

Hot Fudge said...

Beautiful image, beautiful poem. I have read it over a couple of times and the meaning grows with each reading.

Lisa B. said...

I'm scared! It looked like such a cool old building...but the words...the music...it started growing very sinister! Good job!

annette said...

Beautiful shot Sharon, and interesting poetry to go with it. Have a great Sunday. :0)

The Summer Kitchen Interiors said...

Now, how wierd is that!? I guess we were on the same wave length when we thought shadow shot today!!
Have a great week Sharon!
Karla & Karrie

JB Knacker said...

Once again your talent overwhelms me. Thanks for stopping by JB and yes, that is snow! I love having all 4 seasons, but I must add last winter in Iowa was even too long for this northern Minnesota girl.

Sara Chapman said...

Lovely, lovely, and yet creepy, too! Just right for the Halloween season. Happy SSS!

M.Kate said...

cool shot and you've captured the entire house...tks for visiting as usual..you should've seen the peacock dancer up close ;p

K said...

are all the photos on your blog of your house? I am in awe as I as I scroll down the photos from the week and the amazing collections in your photos, you have the most amazing eye for electic combinations! I love this one, the building is beautiful..

Dianne said...

I love that little house. A perfect canvas for shadows :)

your poem is lovely.

I did my first SS this week. No poem though - I'm terrible at poetry :)

summersundays-jw said...

What a great photo & poem. Would love to see that same photo when the snow hits. Then we could believe for awhile that it was all clean & pure & white. Thanks - Jan

Jan said...

I love your photo, and the poem is such a bonus.

Garden Antqs Vintage said...

Sharon, love this shot of the barn. Reminds me of being at my grandparents place when I was little and they had a barn my aunt called the "smoke house" because at time they smoked meats there. Oh the memories...

The Attic said...

I love the photo and your words. Keep em coming!

Gallery Juana said...

The building looks very welcoming with the single tree shadow and the chiminey. Hmmm.... but your poem seems to say otherwise. I guess we should always be aware of what we're getting into. Nice shot and cool poem.

willow said...

Beautiful post. Again. :)