Personal Work – Simon Hargrave

The beauty in nature

Eroded, worn, disintegrating Weather -beaten they crumble away Some small part displaced to new horizons Settles awaiting another day Of sun and sea and morning dew Piece by piece more slips away

Seen dimly through their canopies of blue…..

The Green Mountains James Russell Lowell (1819–1891) YE mountains, that far off lift up your heads, Seen dimly through their canopies of blue, The shade of my unrestful spirit sheds Distance-created beauty over you; I am not well content with this far view;How may I know what foot of loved one treads Your rocks moss-grownContinue reading “Seen dimly through their canopies of blue…..”

Fracture

” the cracking or breaking of a hard object or material “