Photo Title: Midnight © Cornel Gingarasu PhotographyVisit his blog to see additional photos.
The photographer lives in Galati, Romania, and specializes in all kinds
of photography including landscape, portrait, and conceptual.
Photo used with permission from Cornel Gingarasu.
18 comments:
Love this Nancy....It is a great prompt .
Linda
congratulations,cornel, for your pictures stories.
Nancy , great prompt picture. Well I guess it 's good your coming out the stars are shining just for you, you've have 200 to follow you. Blessings with much love, laughter & peace
Maybe one of these days I'll learn english better !!!!
I really haven't got time to write this! Look at the dust in my house!
But your photos nearly always grab me.
As usual, I've gone off at a tangent.
http://rinklyrimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/dance-macabre.html
THE MIST OF TIME
The Salisbury Plains lay shrouded,
Neath the brooding mists of time,
An age old source of mystery,
For prose, and myth, and rhyme.
Universal wonders mingle,
In the soil beneath the Tor,
Then Stonehenge and the Druids,
But you were ancient long before.
From Glastonbury to Avalon,
The timeless secrets dwell,
To rise up and embrace me,
With the moon's enchanting spell.
I shed these earthly garments,
Skin alive with fresh sensation,
Without shame, I now run naked,
Through the Pillars of Creation.
I'm going to wait 'til the midnight hour, that's when my love comes tumbling down....W. Pickett
'Chased by the Moon'.
Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
The moon at midnight
Sits above the mist like a
Large period in the sky.
Hi Nancy,
I am completely entranced by Cornel's photography. Thanks for introducing this work. Very special!
Warm greetings,
Petra
Ohhhh great picture!
a princess joyously frolicking though the dangerously jagged path of life
knowing she serves an eleventh hour King and that her salvation is safely at hand
Through mist
before dawn
I run the
gauntlet of
silent stone
sentries.
very beautiful picture :) mysterious.
I have waited for this moment for a very long time.
To run,,,
with the rising moon by my side.
And listen to the quiet.
tweedles
thanks for helping me "think"
She looks like she is the life of the party.
I wish I was there doing that.
Have a great Wednesday Nancy.
His work is great..Thank you for sharing.
Katelen
readingsully2 - love your take
here's my late entry:
midnight stroll& the first paragraph:
In the midnight hour, I stroll through the streets covered in a thick fog. My legs move in slow drifts, heavy with sleepless dreams. There is no one around, not a single being to stir the silence. An uneasy feeling starts to swirl in my mind. I pause for a moment to listen for anything or anyone. Pricks of icy winds nip at the back of my neck. I turn around only to see a shadow swimming in the fog and then dissipating.
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