The Bergs

“I touch her hair. Her shoulders clench together and she stares at the ground. She looks like a stone bird. I am an iceberg. Everyday I float farther and farther out to sea. But that can’t be. An iceberg feels no pain. An iceberg doesn’t feel cold. I feel cold. I feel distant. There is no one. There is nothing. That’s where I am. She won’t look me in the eye anymore since I asked if I could kiss her. Even wanting turns her cold.”
~ Henry Rollins





I took a much too brief trip to Newfoundland this past week. Icebergs were everywhere. One absolutely stunning one I missed getting a picture of as I had my camera turned off on the plane and we were well past before it decided to turn fully on. I wasn’t going to post these pictures today but as I thought about it I realized how completely beautiful and sensual and sinful they truly are.


13 thoughts on “The Bergs

  1. Gorgeous pictures. It must be so cool and overpowering to see icebergs!

    Rebel xox

  2. Oh they are amazing absolutely beautiful!

    ~Mia~ xx

  3. They are amazing structures…. there is something very phallic about them even when they are not a traditional phallic shape


    • I find them more feminine, like the clitoris. Only the tip is visible while the majority of it remains below the surface.

  4. So beautiful!

  5. Ooo lovely.

  6. Beautiful photographs. I particularly love the last one!!!

  7. So pretty!

  8. Lovely photographs. Must have been one hell of an experience!

  9. They’re gorgeous! My favourite is the last one, it definitely looks phallic 🙂

    ~Kazi xxx

  10. Stunning images!

  11. Wow that is absolutely beautiful, may be too cold for me though but it looks like you had a good time.

    • Cold! It was 30 degrees, or 86 for my American friends. 😉

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