A ballerina

Seated

On a polished floor 

Bending forward 

Her reflection 

Forming 

A beautiful shape;

Cupid’s Bow lips

Poised for a kiss

© Caro Ness 2015



This was the apple

I chose for Snow White,

Red, juicy, inviting.

I plucked it from the tree

With the dew still on it,

Knowing she couldn’t resist.

It almost screams out

“Eat me! Eat me!”

And she did. 

Copyright Caro Ness 2015



Early morning,,

The dew still fat 

And heavy

On the leaf,

And the boats moored,

For a quick getaway,

A river escape.

Is your courage strong?

Constant?

Are you ready to leave,

With me?



Snow

On branch

On trunk

On tree 

And 

On the roof

Of the red barn

Copyright Caro Ness 2015



A tangerine moon

Suspended 

In an indigo sky

Colouring

The sea below

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The beauty of skin

When you just see a flank

The gentle slope of sinew

The wonder of shape and form

An exercise in monochrome 

Still life

© Caro Ness 2015



Water, ruffled,

Like a macro of skin,

Under angry clouds,

And a threatening moon,

It’s going to be

A turbulent night.

© Caro Ness 2015



Waiting under the arcade       Sheltering from the rain.            Because there’s a storm brewing.   And I need to catch                              The downtown train

© Caro Ness 2015

Photo: Robert Keil: 18th Avenue, Brooklyn, Fenruary 15

Strange

Mind-stretching

Beautiful

Awe-inspiring

Art or genius

Or both?

© Caro Ness 2015

Artwork is Non-literal by Etwoo on Deviant Art