Yarmouth High School Photography

Water by Julia

2011-10-17T14:49:00.000-07:00

Drip

Falling

from the clouds

endlessly drifting

waiting

to strike.

Impact

to the stone

splatter

scatter

disembodied.

More pieces

arrive

to the earth

separately

to eventually

become one.

The last sweep

of water pieces

comes down

and lands.

Misses the pile

of individuals

but finds

a green hand.

Waiting

for more pieces

to present themselves

and they show

but all stay

alone

Until

the final fall

the last hoorah

the start of the end

I feel it coming.

Drip.

Culture by Tom

2011-10-15T16:34:00.000-07:00

Baseball is one thing that makes me think of American and New England. When I think about baseball I also think about the smells, tastes, Sounds. One of my favorite smells is a leather glove. The taste of salty sun flower seeds and the sounds it makes when they crack both remind me of a warm summer game. Of course, the best sounds are a ball hitting a glove or a bat. There is great satisfaction in a solid base hit when you hit the ball just right.

The Path of Age (Vintage) by Sydney

2011-10-07T07:34:00.000-07:00