Showing posts with label futur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label futur. Show all posts

Quick study for my bigger Panorama of London (coming soon). Taken recently at the top of "London Eye". If you wish, you can view a detail here. This photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10, provided by Samsung Electronics Co., Ltd.

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(See it on Flickr)

A picture I took in Brussels (Belgium), a few days ago. It is
a long exposure shot and I've repainted some parts of it...
The cars were really close to me and going fast! Lots of fun!
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4 random details:
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© 2011 - Ben Heine
Somewhere in
the Future

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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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Element to
Another


By Peter S. Quinn

Rest in the air
Unsettled light future
The dreams from here
Minute’s away moocher
Depopulate its echoes
Moment’s cane of sense
Into the existence goes
Each of its fragments

Element to another
Inhabit no landscapes
Apprehensive foremother
The bringer of shapes
Through the row lost
Meanings of limbo words
Phantoms thought mossed
Pole lines blackbirds

Into the evening
With its own afterglow
Lonely again it'll sing
Before its last go
Draft of shades walking
All the flashes of flame
Forms of change chalking
Into intended endgame
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Give Some Future
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By Peter S. Quinn

Give some future inside tomorrow
All is drifting in its breeze
Flowering seeds there to borrow
Love is disguise to what you see
The rainy clouds come and go
Everything is quite steady on
You must just feel what you know
Rise to the billows or be gone

Past to future will carry destiny
Nothing we can do about or break
Love songs into open for you and me
Who is the judge to what it takes
Right or wrong may be in your book
Wedging on the things that you know
But who really knows where to look
When footsteps divide them and grow

Not everything's just right or wrong
Something’s so much in there between
Just like there is some beautiful song
Others are still dwelling to be seen
You and I have hope for so much
Bringing forward the coming day
Hanging it lose getting out of touch
Life is not brightness or its grey
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