Monday, September 30, 2013

Lone Snapper

Lone Snapper by Damian Gadal
Lone Snapper, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Enticed by the setting sun
to capture its moments one by one

Sunday, September 29, 2013

A world of words

A world of words by Damian Gadal
A world of words, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Age rolled down her face in lines
as she reflected back on better times
her's was a lonely world of words
journals filled with bitter love hurts
all those fading faces and fading names
victims of love's war campaigns
left falling off of crumbling pages
and forgotten in memory's final stages

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Just Can't Be

Just Can't Be by Damian Gadal
Just Can't Be, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
It was born before numbers
waiting among choppy waters
for its time, for its calling
for motion, ready to roll
doing its just duty faithfully
repeating an instinct perfectly
moving through doors of longitude
moving forward untiring
blown forward by malignant breeze
and vicious attitude
towards calling shores
closer, closer
climbing up its back
rolling forward into suicide
and its corpse is retracted
by subsequent riptide...

Friday, September 27, 2013

Congested Miles

Congested Miles by Damian Gadal
Congested Miles, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We crawled slowly along the congested miles
pushing toward the future, seeking our escape
hoping the road ahead held a different fate

Thursday, September 26, 2013

All is right

All is right by Damian Gadal
All is right, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Like sentinels they watch over the changing face of the sea.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

fall below

fall below by Damian Gadal
fall below, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We stood above time
with fall below waiting
a changing of the guard
between the seasons
of our narrow passing

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Coastal Mist

Coastal Mist by Damian Gadal
Coastal Mist, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We faded into the mist of time,
our past fading away and left behind

Monday, September 23, 2013

Under a few clouds

Under a few clouds by Damian Gadal
Under a few clouds, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
When the clouds finally parted we found our way.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Check Me Out

Check Me Out by Damian Gadal
Check Me Out, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We spend our lives waiting rather than livng

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Run Down Dreams

Run Down Dreams by Damian Gadal
Run Down Dreams, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Dreams are for the young,
they run down and run out
for all the rest of us stuck
running out the clock
in this world of nothingness

Friday, September 20, 2013

Spray not

Spray not by Damian Gadal
Spray not, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
It came without warning
caught us by surprise
and swept through burning
everything in sight...
that fire of love
Spray not the waters
that sooth these desires

Thursday, September 19, 2013

In the forest

In the forest by Damian Gadal
In the forest, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
It was in the forest that she felt free,
away from the distractions of the city,
a place where nature's in harmony

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Goodbye, Again

Goodbye, Again by Damian Gadal
Goodbye, Again, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We say our goodbyes, again
slowly over the ages and troubled times

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Control Switch

Control Switch by Damian Gadal
Control Switch, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
There's no magic potion,
nor secret control switch
to set the world right...
It's always been tragic...

Monday, September 16, 2013

color burst

color burst by Damian Gadal
color burst, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
These promises of tomorrow
held some small sway

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Tech Stop

We've become very dependent on computers, in fact many of our daily routines depend on them.  So, when something goes wrong, life as we know it seems to come to a standstill.

For me, the issues with flickr being down have and an impact.... sure I can do other things, and have been, but still, I've built up routines around flickr, such as blogging. Can't do that as well when a site is down.  Good thing I've got a Plan B.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

When hearts turn cold

When hearts turn cold by Damian Gadal
When hearts turn cold, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Our world ceases to be when our heart turns cold,
shutting out all meaning, eating away the fabric of our souls

Friday, September 13, 2013

Take Notice

Those perfect moments are around us still, just waiting for us to slow down and take notice.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Digital Clutter

Digital Clutter by Damian Gadal
Digital Clutter, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Our connection was broken,
our circuits had died...
we'd left much unspoken,
across our digital divide...

Wednesday, September 11, 2013


Relaxed by Damian Gadal
Relaxed, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
There are times when we just need to get away, relax, and set our troubles free.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Shiny Wheels

Shiny Wheels by Damian Gadal
Shiny Wheels, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Like a mighty warrior she rolls out of the past

Monday, September 9, 2013

Stored Memories

Stored Memories by Damian Gadal
Stored Memories, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Our post industrial dreams
stored in far away machines
kept under lock and key
these many digital memories

Sunday, September 8, 2013


One by Damian Gadal
One, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
A simple trek through the void
trying to navigate the path....
a journey of obstacles until the end
we're all just one, and the same too

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Fading Light

Fading Light by Damian Gadal
Fading Light, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Long walks in winter's cold
on a beach of sand and stone
in a begotten land of days of old
stretched across the miles
treading along in a straight line
this night alone and small
soon to stare into the stars
and wait for one to fall
trekking along in an emotional retrospective
tonight at the world's crest
immensity putting forth a truthful prospective
and settling the questions bothering me
as the sun sets off in the west

Friday, September 6, 2013

Background Bytes

Background Bytes by Damian Gadal
Background Bytes, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We connected over the wires, signals reaching
across the divide, linking us together...
The vapor of our dreams nearly tangible...

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Happy Felix

Happy Felix by Damian Gadal
Happy Felix, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
I feel truly blessed.  Yesterday, I was took my cat of fifteen plus years to the vet, convinced that I would be putting him down.  He hasn't been eating or drinking much, and it seemed that his time had come.  That wasn't the case, and he got a better bill of health than I expected.  So the little guy will be around a little longer to bring more joy into my life.  The lesson in all of this is that faith goes a long way, and that everyday we're blessed with little things... and big ones too... but it's the little ones that are the most meaningful.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Looking into the light

Looking into the light by Damian Gadal
Looking into the light, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
You brought your light of love into my life
years of joy for which I'm grateful
may your soul pass peacefully as it goes

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Dropping the ball

Dropping the ball by Damian Gadal
Dropping the ball, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
We did for you what we could
but the universe has other plans
for your sweet soul
your time is near, and you will go
my heart broken, life drops the ball

Monday, September 2, 2013

Color Drops

Color Drops by Damian Gadal
Color Drops, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Color drops from my dreams
impossibilities of sound and sight
wild is the imagination of delight
where the world is more than it seems

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Johnny's Home

Johnny's Home by Damian Gadal
Johnny's Home, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.
Those demons we thought we'd conquered
troubled ghosts from the past find us again
another confrontation, a resurging addiction
the weary road of scorned lovers and drunkards
if Johnny's home our days must be numbered