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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Conversations With Time And Tide

I put together some photos taken on the beach.  The cycles of the tide inspire me to think of transience, impermanence and the ever changing flux that makes up life. 

I photographed bits and pieces of shells, sticks and stones which had been washed ashore some of which were in the process of being washed into shore.

I also photographed the skeleton of the Peter Iredale which ran aground in October of 1906.  Since then the remains of the ship have been a tourist attraction. The wreckage has a somber beauty to it.  My eye was caught by the texture of the metal.

The collections of stones scattered on the shore by the random motion of the tides caught my interest. 

The array of natural coloring was a pleasure as were their shapes.

A broken sand dollar with a feather resting temporarily on it caught my eye

as did the different pieces of driftwood.

I put some of the pictures along with some video clips together in a video I titled "Conversations With Time And Tide".  You can watch it below.

Photography and text (C) by David H. Roche

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit (Poetry and art by David H. Roche)

Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit

Am I poor because I have ketchup on my noodles
instead of sauce?
Am I poor because my best jeans are stained
making even relatives ashamed?
Am I poor when I say
"No I'm broke, I can't go"?
Am I poor because I have only one true friend
who will be there to the end?

No Lord I’m poor because
I see you so dimly
and I want to see more.

The poem was written with the sermon on the mount in mind.

Poetry and Art (C) 2014 by David H. Roche

Sunday, October 05, 2014

Survival Plan (a poem from the depths of a devalued American dream)

Survival Plan

garlic, onions,
noodles, vegetables,
bread and butter
a little meat.

I can eat good this month...
and cheap.

Poem by David H. Roche (C) 2014

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A practitioner of the art of living with the intent of learning how to die without fear.