Bre's Blog

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Phoetry Final

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Trees I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree. -Joyce Kilmer

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

Friday, May 18, 2012

Monday, May 14, 2012

I think that the colors, lighting, and texture really give this picture and exotic feel. I like how the picture shows the movement of the river, not only literally but as if you can imagine how it curves beyond this frame. I love the roots of the trees, they really tell their own story. These trees take many years to grow and give off a sacred feel so you know the history of this area. the lighting also adds another dimension to the water and the overall warm and tranquil feeling.