Monthly Archives: June 2008

Ant

Ant, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Antsy Ant Antag­o­nist Ante­cedes Anthos Mean­ing: I orig­i­nally wanted to pho­to­graph a flower (greek ‘anthos’) fur­ther up in the pic­ture but my atten­tion was dis­tracted by a fid­gety (antsy) lit­tle ant who became the ini­tial focus (ante­cedes) and took cen­ter stage con­trary to the orig­i­nal flower (becom­ing the antagonist).

17. June 2008 – 11:03 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetry | Tagged , | Comments (1)

Going down to Fader Town

Going down to Fader Town, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Syn­thetic dreams oscil­lat­ing to the beat of your heart © Thorsten Becker

16. June 2008 – 09:25 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , | Comments (0)

After The Rain

After The Rain, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Crisp air, sun­light break­ing through the clouds. A moment of silence and reflec­tion adorned by mys­ti­cal light. Lis­ten, breath, after the rain. © Thorsten Becker

15. June 2008 – 08:41 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , | Comments (0)

Bumblebee, where art thee?

Bum­ble­bee, where art thee?, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. The joy of buzzing sounds Will fade away Where knowl­edge is lack­ing © Thorsten Becker The bum­ble­bee is one of those insects we enjoy see­ing in our gar­dens and parks and even though it has a stinger we know that it is rather docile and not …

14. June 2008 – 14:32 | By Thorsten | Posted in Musings | Tagged , , , , | Comments (0)

The Dreamtree

The Dreamtree, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. My roots are firmly planted in the intri­cate fab­ric of time and space. I thrust my branches out to the heav­ens high, to neb­u­lae and galax­ies. I blos­som with the dreams of a myr­iad dream­ers, Buds of joy, hope and courage. My fruits are suns and moons and …

12. June 2008 – 06:23 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , | Comments (2)

Spread your wings and fly

Spread your wings and fly, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Spread your wings and fly. For no obsta­cle is too dif­fi­cult, No tower too tall, No moun­tain too high, Nor’s heaven too far, When you let your spirit soar. © Thorsten Becker

10. June 2008 – 20:18 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , | Comments (0)

Is it safe, mom?

Is it safe, mom?, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Where I live there are plenty of chip­munks scur­ry­ing around, always busy, usu­ally cheeks stuffed with what­ever they find (which is more than just peanuts). Though unde­ni­ably cute (yup) and play­ful I usu­ally only see them run­ning around alone, except for the occa­sional quib­bles with one …

9. June 2008 – 16:17 | By Thorsten | Posted in Musings | Tagged , , | Comments (0)