glare
by jmritz

Comment by tnun:
the menace of memory.

hi ya
by jmritz

Comment by lei_73:
Poet in disguise?

hi ya
by jmritz

Comment by PennyStreet:
... right back at ya.

hi ya
by jmritz

Comment by LevT:
one and only jmritz?

hi ya
by jmritz

Comment by posthumous:
I think this is jmritz making some comment about how style is self and self is style or perhaps saying that there is no such thing as a style or maybe he's saying there is such a thing as style and it's impossible not to have a style but you should try anyway... you should try just to show your self not your style... and that's what is impossible.

hi ya
by jmritz

Comment by Bear_Music:
JMRitz, for sure. How ya doing, John?

feeling
by jmritz

Comment by posthumous:
telephone pole longs to be back in the forest. I've written a poem with the same idea. I'm hanging this in my fantasy gallery.

touch
by jmritz

Comment by posthumous:
lonely and compelling. the lighting transforms it.

I'm hanging this in my fantasy gallery

glare
by jmritz

Comment by PennyStreet:
Let me guess... your memories are like tears in the rain. But they sparkle!

touch
by jmritz

Comment by PennyStreet:
This is the second time I've viewed this... what comes to mind is "I dare you" And I mean that in a good way, of course. I like the photo.