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Oranges and Tomes: A Sickbed Reverie
In whispered hues of dawn’s soft light I lie,A weary wight in linens’ gentle clasp,Beset by ails that cause the hours to fly,A tale of fevered chills, in whispers rasp. The world without, a distant dream’s fair sky,No flick’ring screens to mar this quiet grasp.Instead, I’m cradled by the books that vieTo lead my thoughts Continue reading
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Evening’s Whisper by the Winter Waterfall
In winter’s eve, when day doth yield to night,Through leafless groves, my pensive path I tread.The air, it whispers with a hushed delight,As twilight’s mantle cloaks the world in dread. The boughs, stripped bare, ‘gainst heavens’ dusky veil,Stand sentinel in silence, stark and true.Through this dim wood, my lonesome way I sail,Where day’s last light Continue reading
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Chronicles of Time: Welcoming the New Year
As the last echoes of the old year gently recede into the quiet symphony of time’s ceaseless dance, we find ourselves on the brink of a new chapter, hearts abloom with aspirations whispered only to the stars. In this fleeting instant, suspended delicately between the cherished memories of yesteryear and the untouched canvas of the Continue reading
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Whispers of Light: A Monochromatic Ode to Muskoka
Amidst autumn’s flamboyant decay, I sought Muskoka’s soul in monochrome—a canvas where time’s murmur faded, and nature’s essence distilled into a silent symphony of grays. The shutter’s click was a communion of sight and spirit, capturing a visual haiku where simplicity whispered of life’s boundless dance. Continue reading
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Whispers of Muskoka: A Monochrome Meditation on Time and Memory
In the hushed October calm of Muskoka, my digital lens aspired to channel the soul of revered film stocks. The resulting monochrome image, devoid of fall’s vibrant hues, resonated with the tranquility of ancient philosophies, transforming each pixel into a silent meditation on the season’s serene transformation. Continue reading
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