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Lines of Power

Lines of Power

Tethered Titans stride the land. 
Whispering crackled incantations 
on the breeze. 
The new ley lines. 
Paths of power that fly above the peaceful fields. 
While, in between, 
the goshawk hunts. 
Like nothing ever changed. 

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Tony Taylor

Hey NIGEL!!
It is quite interesting how that amazing predator still hunts the backyards and suburbs while seemingly unaffected by the "power lines" that so obviously are emitting huge amounts of energy that not only affect the ley lines but the human body as well!!...... Is there something that they know..... something which we are not privy too as of yet?.... Hmmm??!!.....VERY thought provoking write my friend!!.......ALL STARS!!..... you continue to amaze with your stellar "Table Of Contents" of 'diversity in subject matter' .......Love it dear poet brother!!....... Keep 'em Comin'!!......LOVE &^ROCKETS!!......T xo. : )

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Nigel Cresswell...

Thanks Tony, 
The painting is a place called Winchmore Hill and it's about 6 miles from my house. The artist is my friend Jan Gaska who keeps painting places that I know in ways that conjure words. For as long as the inspiration varies so will the poetry. 
Thanks again my friend, 
Nigel. 

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Tony Taylor

That's so cool Nigel!!..... It's a VERY good painting..... to have that kind of motivation moving in your personal circle is such a bonus!!..... I'm happy for you my friend..... Please express my appreciation to your friend JAN!! (man or woman? ~ just curious?)....... Keep 'em coming...... that kind of duo you have there could turn into something VERY powerful!!...... good luck with that!!...... hugs n smiles......T xo. : )

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Nigel Cresswell...

Hi Tony, Jan is a friend from childhood and is a man (Polish decent). We are talking about doing a book together. 

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Savage Skavege

to continue in the process of growth I love this most.
 

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Nigel Cresswell...

Thanks, normally when I write from one of his paintings they just flowed. This I had to find a ballance and it took a couple of days to think of the goshawk. Nature between two ages of man. Farming and now. 
Thanks again 
Nigel 

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Nigel Cresswell...

DD thank you. This one troubled me for a while. At first the image is of man imposed on the landscape but the landscape is man made. Farms and managed woodland.
Seeing a goshawk hunt suddenly tied it together. 
Really quite proud of this one so thanks again DD, very pleased you liked it. 
Nigel 

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