“Nobody leaves this place without singing the blues.”
~ Albert Collins ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in June 2019.
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Posts Tagged With: Bombs
overkill
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Blues, Bombs, Breasts, Breath, Chaos, Circles, Corner, Darkness, Death, Digital Imagery, Distress, Extreme Unction, Finger, Glasses, Life, Madness, Mess, Milk, Neck, Neglect, Overkill, Paris, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Purple, Scene, Shadows, Spirals, Virgin Birth
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the winds of war
“I see how peoples are set against one another, and in silence,
unknowingly, foolishly, obediently, innocently slay one another.”
~ Erich Maria Remarque ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in May 2011.
© 2022 nightpoet all rights reserved
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Aggressors, Bombs, Bones, Death, Digital Imagery, Dust, History, Lies, Life, Old Men, Paris, Past, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Propaganda, Revenge, Senselessness, Victims, War, Winds Of War, Young Men
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OVERKILL
“Nobody leaves this place without singing the blues.”
~ Albert Collins ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in Paris in June 2019.
© 2020 nightpoet all rights reserved
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Blues, Bombs, Breasts, Breath, Chaos, Circles, Corner, Darkness, Death, Digital Imagery, Distress, Extreme Unction, Finger, Glasses, Life, Madness, Mess, Milk, Neck, Neglect, Overkill, Paris, Perspective, Photography, Poetry, Purple, Scene, Shadows, Spirals, Virgin Birth
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LUFTSCHUTZRAUM
“A great war leaves the country with three armies –
an army of cripples, an army of mourners,
and an army of thieves.”
~ German Proverb ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in March 2019.
© 2019 nightpoet all rights reserved
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Air Raid Shelter, Apocalypse, Bombers, Bombs, Corpses, Darkness, Death, Digital Imagery, Entombed, Explosiions, Fire, Future, Germany, History, Inferno, Life, Luftschutzraum, Night, Past, Perspective, Photography, Rubble, Sirens, War
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THE WINDS OF WAR
“I see how peoples are set against one another,
and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly,
obediently, innocently slay one another.”
~ Erich Maria Remarque ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Paris in May 2011.
© 2018 nightpoet all rights reserved
Categories: Photography, Poetry
Tags: Aggressors, Bombs, Bones, Death, Digital Imagery, Dust, History, Lies, Life, Old Men, Paris, Past, Photography, Poetry, Propaganda, Revenge, Senselessness, Victims, War, Winds Of War, Young Men
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