Daily Archives: May 18, 2013

View of the Tetons, Wind River Range, Wyoming

Posted on May 18, 2013 by tyler4turtles

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
As a photographer, you search for these inspiring shots. What wonder to witness a cloudy arch resting right above the Tetons, as if encased under a glass terrarium, preserving the moment for careful eyes to capture briefly… The ancient eavesdropper … Continue reading →

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Found and fleeting moment

Posted on May 18, 2013 by tyler4turtles

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
I often look to the sky for answers written from clouds on the ground. This day I saw one, emblazoned in gold, the fleeting wings of a bird, caught like a message waiting to…

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Skyline scaffolding

Posted on May 18, 2013 by tyler4turtles

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
A silky serene skyline scaffolding built between two steel causeways, shadowing water, earth and canopy, my camera crossing to safety, swiftly sending scenery thru satellites and silicon channels to sit on your computer screen.

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Cliffhanger chagrin

Posted on May 18, 2013 by tyler4turtles

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Cliffhanger edging over angled sharp downward granite gashing prognosticating precipice portends gravity’s painful penchant for pratfalls at this seasalt-encrusted edifice edifying eyes and grounding my hand gestures while above distant gulls with weightless wings…

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Turtle Treasure

Posted on May 18, 2013 by tyler4turtles

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Concrete poem of a traveling turtle I also added my favorite color into the fray of poetry. A rambling turtle gathers green moss, my mind fertile enough to tap into the truisms of a…

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Exchange

Posted on May 18, 2013 by tyler4turtles

Concrete poem of an ‘X’ doubling as a revolving door from my cranium to yours across the crosswalk of cyberspace

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