Comment from Molly Torsvik
These wet rocks where the tide has been,
Barnacled white and weeded brown
And slimed beneath to a beautiful green,
These wet rocks where the tide went down
Will show again when the tide is high
Faint and perilous, far from shore,
No place to dream, but a place to die,â€"
The bottom of the sea once more.
There was a child that wandered through
A giant's empty house all day,â€"
House full of wonderful things and new,
But no fit place for a child to play.

 Comment Written 30-Nov-2024

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reply by the author on 30-Nov-2024

Thank you Molly, your poetry is lovely and I'm happy to know my images inspired such beautiful words.

Comment from nikman
A good looking nature image posted here! Your fine and classical composition gives us an enjoyable view of your nice location. Wonder if that bike is yours? Nicely taken!

 Comment Written 10-Oct-2024

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reply by the author on 17-Oct-2024

Thank you so much

Comment from seshadri_sreenivasan
The black-and-white photo has a good range of tones from black to white. The composition is good with attention paid to contrast, lighting and texture.. It draws the viewer's eyes. Overall, a well-made photo.Good luck!

 Comment Written 10-Oct-2024

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reply by the author on 17-Oct-2024

Thank you so much