words and art by w a l t e r w s m i t h

Posts tagged “Winter

a microscopic biopsy of snow and … | a falling perspective on how things change

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Impermanence, failing falling thoughts, and climate change.

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the feel of winter | a different kind of day

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An ethereal drone in the distant soundscape. Approaching through the cold frost and winter mix. A different kind of day.


your world beginning | we could live forever chasing this feeling

we could live forever chasing this feeling

as things evolve in fragments,
blown by the winter wind
in the gray and distant place
deep within this conversation
– with self
and anyone who will listen … being so far away

we could live forever, chasing this feeling


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it’s gray now, but spring is on its way

Waiting for that moment to arrive.


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Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons | Places

Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons | Places

It only takes a moment to be in a different place. In a different season.


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Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons | Exploration

Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons | Explorations

a Winter of barren white frost
beautiful Spring in bloom
endless Summer with you
a mountain summit trail in Fall


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Another Winter: On The Beach

Another Winter: On The Beach

2012 in passing
Cold morning winds and breaking waves;
Virginia Beach and the memories behind us


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Another Winter: The Haunting Reality Of Things Lost

Another Winter: The Haunting Reality Of Things Lost

It’s there
Surrounding your every memory
The haunting reality of things lost


New Landscapes: Winter – A Moment Alone

New Landscapes: Winter - A Moment Alone

simply beautiful
a solitary meditation
– a moment alone


New Landscapes: Winter – Departure Songs And Shattered Recordings

New Landscapes: Winter - Departure Songs And Shattered Recordings

Oh if it’s more than I should
It’s more than I ever could
If my heart needed you to stay
At the end of the day
Would you go

Oh my life’s story is so thin
Underneath this torn skin
Lost in the hardness
Of this bitter chill
– a Winter
With nothing more to fill

Oh it’s more than I ever should
– if only
I could