Jake Shaw's Blog, page 28

Our Mountain

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/4.5; 1/640; ISO-100; 37mm. 3/11/18 2:00 PM.

“Truth or Consequences.”

Veins

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/22; 1/200; ISO-400; 24mm. 3/10/18 4:24 PM.

Macro lens, weathered leaf. Perfect way to lead into Spring.

The Real McCoy – Journal 3/9/18

It’s been a year of journals! Hooray! And before the mark was even hit I discovered that some content of mine had been stolen in the form of two of these journals! Following is an email I sent a number of days ago to the host of this website that I still haven’t heard from:

“Hello,

I’m the owner of the website https://radioreality.city writing in regards to a website under your host that has stolen two of my posts in their entirety.

The offending material in question appears to have been foun...

Sails Down

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/5.6; 1/2500; ISO-400; 55mm. 2/9/2018 1:12 PM.

Risky business on Commencement Bay, chill waves commencing.

Atmosphere

When you’re falling
And the wind surges past
Like tsunami waves

You’re a stone thrown
Into a lake
Feeling what it’s like

To sink down and study
Fluid dynamics
While your impact ripples

Hear the cloudsingers
Hiss and chorus
As you descend

Past the point that
Light can reach and
There is no horizon

You’re falling fast
Through an abyss
Of air, you twist

And tumble, but
Still aware of your
Form’s gravity

Air like a fluid
Sonic boom
While you’re moving

Yet it’s so peaceful
While your stony self
Si...

Ties that Bind

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Shot with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XS; f/5; 1/1600; ISO-400; 40mm. 3/2/2018 1:54 PM.

I’ve always liked the juxtaposition of hostile architecture and nature.

Chill Corner

By the third staircase
Hidden behind hallways
There’s a couple of seats
And massive windows

So that when you sit
You can sun or sip
Your coffea
While you study

It’s a place for those
Who seek respite and need
Chemicals of all kinds
To feel calm

High energy calamity
Keeping focus and
Letting float thoughts
Of confident peace

Hoarbourne

The way the air was stained
With sooty carbon
And how warm your cheek
Was pressed against mine

As we talked, on a bench
Reminescing at midnight

The way the lamps danced
As reflections in the lake
And how every person passed
Thought we were out on a date

Something about
How cold it was

As the hands of winter
Reached out with skinny,
Slender fingers to choke
The last life from summer

Clear so the sun would shine
But the air would move
And pierce so fine as
Icicles mounted like bayonets

And ever...

Netflix and Chill

Standby
Plasma screen
Or LCD
Wireless fiber

Carried away
Nuzzling through blankets
Dynamic static on Netflix
Rain echoes on the
Bedroom window

Doesn’t really matter
What we’ve put on TV
It was turned on
To ignore

It’s a way for a good night
To come to a quiet end

Winter’s howl makes
Warm bodies snuggle close
After clear cold suns set
Over tomorrow horizons

These nights only ended
When we all lost the
Other half
Of our innocence

Pink Lemonade

We’ve both got hoods
To cover our hair

Only to let it be seen
By those we deem

And to find those who
Might call it sweet