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.

when color is gone
by jmritz

Comment by SaraR:
I appreciate the challenge that you have given the viewer with your different take on the topic, but for me, in this instance, the photo doesn't really work. It does speak to me a little of bleakness and impermanence, but the link is tenuous and the sense fleeting. Hmm, now I have written all that, I shall have to raise my vote from 3 to 5.