When You Wish You’d Brought Your Camera
By Ed Crane
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Sunday morning is all quiet for dog and I.
The river still, a green brown surface clean
of wind ripples and pocks of falling rain.
High blue clouds edged with red and gold
play above a sun about to rise over the
horizon. Her muzzle searches freshly tilled soil
of the field spread out before us, the sun,
out of sight of we ground dwelling creatures.
Tops of distant trees cloaked in autumn leaf
burst into red and gold flame glowing like giant
beacons. Birds crossing the path of high sun rays
glow crimson in its fiery red light. Gradually
the fire burns down the body of the trees until
half covered in golden flames from highlighted
fall colors – more at home in Oregon or Maine.
Clouds dancing in blue and red make their move.
Muted beauty returns and I wish I’d had a camera.
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Well painted evocative. You
Well painted evocative. You didn't need a camera.
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I'm glad you didn't, this is
I'm glad you didn't, this is so much better than a 2d reproduction the eyes flick over
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You bring the scene to life
You bring the scene to life for those of us who couldn't be there. A camera might have made aided some memories of parts, but couldn't have caught the whole like this. Rhiannon
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I missed this before Ed - it
I missed this before Ed - it's beautiful and despite not having a picture, you have done a pretty good job of giving us a word picture - thank you! (always take your phone from now on)
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