where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
April 7, 2015 § 25 Comments
the brook breaks free
and runs for the river
longing to unite with the sea
Tagged: brook, desire, freedom, h20, ice, Jacobs Brook, longing, migration, river, running, sea, spring melt, thaw, water
Awesome shot! 🙂
Oh to have the opportunity to experience this in real life!
Looks like Spring is headed your way!
Teetering between Winter and Spring…hold your breath…
Good picture and apt haiku
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I love your work and see it every day. Today you brought me back to my New England roots with the simple word “brook.” It’s a regionalism that is rarely used elsewhere in the country. Thank you!
Thank you so much for your kind words.
Arnold, which is a fairly unusual name, is also my brother’s name.
I think this is one of my favorites! Love you title!
The white looks so clean next to the moving water
There’s a lot of hope in this “observation”!
Love the idea of meltwater migrating .
“runs fro the river”…I hear the water rushing…
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Very beautiful photo shot!
Very creative, love the title!
Perfect union of photo & poetry–just beautiful!
So pretty and so lucky to capture this shot before the snow melts
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