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You can see for miles and miles
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Uploaded: 04/27/10 1:22 PM GMT
You can see for miles and miles
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Another shot off Milford, Ct. Look and you can see across Long Island sound.
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.jeannot
04/27/10 3:14 PM GMT
Nice composition and clarity ,very beautiful
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It looks like a beautiful day, in your neighborhood.
Garrett
Garrett
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Those are the most interesting rock formations. So flat . I wonder if they are slate. A gorgeous photo! It would be a nice place to sit and watch the water. Verena
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The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.
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Very beautiful and peaceful looking:)) Best of luck to you in the contest!!
Very beautiful and peaceful looking:)) Best of luck to you in the contest!!
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every day is a gift......that's why it's called the present!!
WHO can see for miles and miles? LOL. Nice shot, with a gorgeous sky.
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OCEAN SIRENS
Picking up sea shells
Where life had once survived.
Smells of salt water linger
With the changing of the tide.
The ocean sounds pull me
Calling me to its shore.
Beckons me to come
Trying to take me in its ore.
Winds whistling, pushing the waves,
White capping then breaking.
Sand bars covered then uncovered.
Time standing still-waves earth shaking.
Matchless beauty calling,
Taking me against my will.
So I close my eyes, open my heart.
Feel the thunder; then the still.
By Victor Reiner
Picking up sea shells
Where life had once survived.
Smells of salt water linger
With the changing of the tide.
The ocean sounds pull me
Calling me to its shore.
Beckons me to come
Trying to take me in its ore.
Winds whistling, pushing the waves,
White capping then breaking.
Sand bars covered then uncovered.
Time standing still-waves earth shaking.
Matchless beauty calling,
Taking me against my will.
So I close my eyes, open my heart.
Feel the thunder; then the still.
By Victor Reiner
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DEATH BLOW
Hardly a ripple as the fog rolls in.
Rocks stand, placed by the weight
of a thundering upheaval
to lay guard against
mans listless nature.
The vail will not lift,
voice will not carry as
the vessel comes ever closer.
Not heard are the sounds
of the triangular ghost that
protects from Hells sharp
darting peninsular.
Nothing is seen as
the shoreline swallows the ship
filled with yesterday lives
creating a mountain peak of metal
that will not be found till
the changing of tidal currents.
Victor Reiner
Hardly a ripple as the fog rolls in.
Rocks stand, placed by the weight
of a thundering upheaval
to lay guard against
mans listless nature.
The vail will not lift,
voice will not carry as
the vessel comes ever closer.
Not heard are the sounds
of the triangular ghost that
protects from Hells sharp
darting peninsular.
Nothing is seen as
the shoreline swallows the ship
filled with yesterday lives
creating a mountain peak of metal
that will not be found till
the changing of tidal currents.
Victor Reiner
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