A star-shell holds the sky beyond
Shell-shivered Loos, and drops
In million sparkles on a pond
That lies by Hulluch copse.
A moment's brightness in the sky,
To vanish at a breath,
And die away, as soldiers die
Upon the wastes of death.
Patrick MacGill, "the star-shell".
9 comments:
This image looks as if it could cut the finger that crafted it. Very nice. And moody.
Hey, thanks a lot for your words, good Trée!
See you at your blog. ;-)
Really great! I love the colours and form. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for your appreciation and for stopping by, Dzeni. You know, sharing is what I like. :-)
Have a great weekend, now that is starting there, in the other side of the world.
Definitivamente voy a agregar tu blog a mis favoritos, es bastante adictivo.
Oohhh! los vicios son algo terrible :-D Reconozco el sentido de eso porque leí el historial de tu blog... muy humano, muy hermoso.
Que tengas un buen fin de semana, con la gente que amas.
:-) Tai, you can do it.
hola!! aqui pasando por primera vez! tal vez me resulte adictivo tambien, no lo se
gracias por la visita a mi blog!
saludos
Angie, bienvenida! Ah, mientras puedas evitar vicios mejor, jeje :-D
Tu blog es una lectura divertida, profunda... y colorida también.
Buen fin de semana!
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