Monday, November 15, 2010

Photo Show at the Arts Center in Sarasota FL

Still Waters Run Deep (in the Fiber of Our Being)
I invite everyone to the Arts Center in Sarasota this Thursday (November 18th) for the opening of the expose called "The Fiber of Our Being."  This event will be held from November 18th through Jan 8th, 2011. Of the 326 entries, only 153 were chosen and I was fortunate to have a photo chosen for the show.  This is not just a photo but you get a look at my writing as well.  I imbedded a poem that I wrote on the photo, something of a gamble that paid off. The photos is from a book that I am working on about a state park in Ohio called Hocking Hills. It is located in southern Ohio and this shot was taken in July of 2009 while on vacation with my family. I would like to encourage everyone to take a look at the amazing work that was entered for this prestigious show. I will include the words from the photo, thanks for looking!!


                        The Fiber of Our Being by David Taylor

Choices we make, a direction we choose and decisions we have made.
Living with our thoughts, emotional ties, white lies, angry eyes, soft cries.
Open spaces, hard knocks, golden locks, sunset on the dock, soft rock.
Warm socks, nature walks, quiet talks, a cold drink.
Hot coffee, heartfelt, mind piercing, thought provoking, love making.
Butterfly kiss, gentle touch, easy itch, feeling rich, losing hope.
The last laugh, trying to cope, spiteful hurt, intense pain,
The wrong lane, tears of joy, big boy toys, sinfully delicious, wrongly tried.
Instant jealousy, a lost love, peaceful ties, blue eyes, lonely hearts,
Your mother’s yell, your dad’s belt, brother’s cry, sister’s laugh.
Your new car smell, diesel fuel, old tools, a living hell,
Being old, looking young, feeling lost, wanting to rock.
Ice cream sundae, brain freeze, gentle breeze, weak knees,
Hole in one, touchdown, silly frown, out on the town.
Different stroke, hard felt poke, cold coke, one more toke,
Finding time, lost dime, in your prime, lemon-lime, no more rhymes.

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