skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Graphic Poetry
Saturday, January 11, 2014
It's a great joy...
posvist.photosight.ru
Life is fun
and nature is
great
at throwing
challenges.
My naughtiness
shields me
and I revel
in mixing
rawness with
the cold
and the concrete
ever so softly.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Followers
Blog Archive
►
2017
(91)
►
November
(2)
►
October
(15)
►
September
(14)
►
August
(16)
►
July
(6)
►
June
(3)
►
May
(4)
►
April
(3)
►
March
(10)
►
February
(8)
►
January
(10)
►
2016
(51)
►
December
(5)
►
November
(10)
►
October
(8)
►
September
(6)
►
August
(7)
►
July
(11)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(2)
►
2015
(5)
►
December
(1)
►
September
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
March
(1)
►
February
(1)
▼
2014
(69)
►
May
(5)
►
April
(10)
►
March
(15)
►
February
(13)
▼
January
(26)
They call me...
Curvy but not crooked
I am lost
I can't....do you?
A life of passion
There is still...
Do you think you can...
The wild flower
Rocks and caves
If only you will..
Please register
Light I need...
Softly they...
And then you...
What it was..
Left wondering
I'll remember...
It isn't always
It's a great joy...
Gentle is the breeze...
How I wish...
Deep down....
Tough it is....
Your ways are
In ripeness....
There is music...
►
2013
(31)
►
December
(15)
►
November
(5)
►
October
(3)
►
September
(1)
►
August
(3)
►
May
(1)
►
March
(1)
►
January
(2)
►
2012
(2)
►
November
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
2011
(2)
►
November
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2010
(16)
►
November
(1)
►
September
(1)
►
August
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
June
(1)
►
April
(5)
►
March
(2)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(3)
►
2009
(33)
►
November
(4)
►
October
(3)
►
September
(2)
►
August
(3)
►
July
(6)
►
June
(10)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(3)
About Me
Clascale
I am a writer, poet, translator and an art critic with an avid interest in fine art nudes. I know a few Asian and European languages.
View my complete profile
No comments:
Post a Comment