Up Towards the Clouds – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

On the perfect day, the city skyline looms, its buildings stretching toward the heavens, tantalizingly obscured by wispy clouds. The photographer strains his neck, seeking dizzying perspectives of height and falling upward, hoping to capture the perfect shot for viewers to enjoy. The city bustles below, its streets alive with movement and sound, while the … Continue reading Up Towards the Clouds – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Into The Heart – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

The photographer dives into the heart Of an idealized rose blossom, A world of wonder and enticement, Where petals unfurl in an endless dance. No colour to see, yet senses abound With the sweet fragrance of the bloom, His universe becomes scent and texture, A symphony of nature's infinite beauty. With lens in hand, the … Continue reading Into The Heart – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Innocence, Courage, and My Sabine – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

How my heart swells with pride And my soul overflows with amazement For my fearless child, so young and so brave Who embraced danger with open arms I remember that day at the reptile zoo When she stood before the pythons Five slithering serpents, coiled and ready Their eyes fixed on my child, fearless and … Continue reading Innocence, Courage, and My Sabine – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Colonizing Decay – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Beneath the canopy's veil, a hidden world of decay grows insidiously, climbing the sides of trees with quiet, creeping feet. Fungi, the colonizers of a forest's darkened decay innocuously harmful, their tendrils reaching into every crack and crevice. Uncertain and uncomfortable, these forests hold secrets of a world unseen, where decay and growth dance their … Continue reading Colonizing Decay – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Hints of Sunset – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

The sun, a fading ember in the sky Travels to night, painting the world sepia A last, defiant act before it dies And leaves us in the clutches of encroaching clouds The air grows colder with each passing hour And a storm approaches, a tempest in the making Heavy with snow, it bears down upon … Continue reading Hints of Sunset – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Inherited Halloweens – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Inheriting Halloween decorations, boxes of memories from Halloweens past, brimming with tales of terror and delight, echoing the screams of frightened children and the giggles of giddy trick-or-treaters. Each item a relic of cherished nights, ghosts and goblins frozen in time, capturing the skeletal visages that once prowled the streets on All Hallows' Eve. Their … Continue reading Inherited Halloweens – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Growing – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

In my dreams, I am trapped In a nightmare of decay Fungi slowly grow within me A creeping, crawling paralysis  It starts in my brain, a fuzzy haze As the spores take hold and multiply I feel them spreading, seeping down Into my joints, where they ache I can feel them multiplying Their growth is … Continue reading Growing – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Greying Wisps – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

I stand rooted here, eye level with the firmament, a distant witness to the majesty above. The clouds, they drift and dance, fluffy and light, grey and white, a perfect contrast to the blue. I am far in the distance, but I see it all, as the world around me slows. The noise of life, … Continue reading Greying Wisps – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Ghostly Stones – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

Ancient stones of marble and granite, barely upright over the souls they've known, erected to remember, but more often forgotten, faded by sun, stained by pollution and rain. Their surfaces marred by time's non-judgemental hand, etched with memories, but barely still stand, bearing witness to the ghosts of old, anchored to bones six feet below. … Continue reading Ghostly Stones – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

A Bit of Goldsworthy and Adams – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind

The sun bears down through thick leaves on this dry day, As I wander through a small suburban wood, Looking for the fallen and desiccated trees, That might emulate the land art of Goldsworthy. I seek the signature of creative chaos, The kind that only Mother Nature can deliver, And as I walk, I feel … Continue reading A Bit of Goldsworthy and Adams – Monochromes in a Colourful Mind