tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-288818752011-05-03T13:18:49.243-07:00Pattern recognition in the yonder blues is a favorite pastime. This space showcases the best in the growing lot. <br> <br> <b>Special Sting Note:</b> All works of art (words or photographs) you see here belong to my mind. While it is encouraging to know I maybe an author worth copying, but I suggest just not yet. If you still insist, the least you can do is drop me a line with the quoted text at: shivranjini [at] gmail [dot] com.Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1150037100291850982006-06-11T07:25:00.000-07:002006-06-11T07:45:46.293-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/hues%20014.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/320/hues%20014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Cerebration in shackles. While I reel in a bout of self-doubt, my clipped wings wrestle to flight free.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-115003710029185098?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1149606130248298672006-06-06T06:38:00.000-07:002006-06-06T08:02:10.286-07:00<div align="left"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/m_16848.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/320/m_16848.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Disillusioned and imbued as you'd find a glass of water fouled with a water color concoction. I'll consider it the lull before my storm.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114960613024829867?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1149149835689234932006-06-01T00:50:00.000-07:002006-06-01T01:19:15.486-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/m_16844.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/320/m_16844.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">All you need is a piece of me. Drench, not drown. Shelter, not bank. Wish, not demand. Do, not expect. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><i>Let go, not smother</i>. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114914983568923493?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1149063266437857032006-05-31T09:57:00.000-07:002006-06-01T00:50:14.773-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/Picture%20074.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/320/Picture%20074.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">A friend's desk piece reads, "When there's no wind, Row!!" I either do not have an oar or just not the will to toil and persist.<br /><br />I am diving...meet you at the shore.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114906326643785703?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1149011342213997142006-05-30T10:34:00.000-07:002006-05-30T10:49:02.226-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/Crayons%20043.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/400/Crayons%20043.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> Wanderlust...I perch to muse and flight to explore. I am lost. I tire. I thirst. I raven to feed my mind. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I'll be home someday soon Ma.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114901134221399714?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1148895542532479192006-05-29T13:35:00.000-07:002006-05-29T09:26:40.573-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/Picture%20325.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/320/Picture%20325.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">If only you knew to greet aerial voices...alas! they broadcast inaudible decibels. But the promotional <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">offer these days lets you tune into a comfortable bandwidth, only if you learnt to look up and spot visual clues. </span></span></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Me? I am good at ocular inspection.</span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114889554253247919?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1148837044249884592006-05-28T18:30:00.000-07:002006-05-28T10:54:50.636-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/Crayons%20011.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/400/Crayons%20011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"> I was clad in grays and they channeled a stampede all over like I didn't exist. He colored me rainbow and they thought I was a thunderbolt in the right color scheme. My only baggage from past...kohl-laden eyes. They cradle stories you wouldnt consider blockbusters.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114883704424988459?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881875.post-1148835835253985282006-05-27T20:33:00.000-07:002006-05-28T10:25:44.943-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/crayons.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/400/crayons.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7366/166/1600/crayons.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">In the potters hand I slumbered. He blew me a balloon to bounce in. Stepping out, the chill wind and fiery temparaments consumed me down to clinkers. Now I look up an anticipator...to be picked up and caressed back to sleep.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881875-114883583525398528?l=huespotting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shivranjini Krishnamurthynoreply@blogger.com0