Dusky Beach Walk

shell heart on the beach

Without the warmth of the sun

Walking along the beach with the threat of rain clouding the sky, something somebody had earlier spent time to create, broke the speeding circles of the subconscious prattle in my mind and made me stand still for a moment.

Walking the beach on ones own always emulates feelings of solitude

(unless you have a dog), and of course, the feeling is generally reinforced by all the couples strolling hand in hand.

This little structure however (pictured above), seemed just as solitary as myself, regardless of the connotations of its shape.

So the defining moment of my dusky walk on the beach, was the company of somebody’s abandoned art.  Which I too, after not so many moments, abandoned.



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Frankie Lass

I want to inspire the rekindling of imaginary worlds. I want to nurture mad little monsters that have been starved of their need to create.

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