Paul Thompson
Profile
- Name
- Paul Thompson
- City
- Felixstow
- Country
- Australia
- Joined
- Jun 2007
G’Day and welcome. I started in photography about a thousand years ago and still learning. Hope you enjoy your visit to my bubble in the big froth!
Enjoy!
Groups
Paul Thompson is a member of Adelaide/ South Australia, Gaia - The Living Planet, Outback Australia, Panoramas and We Rock: Musical Instrument Art.
Journal Entries
Horizons horizons horizons ... a suggestion
Posted 27 days ago, 3 comments so far.
Card sales - Lovely Lee and In Reflection
Posted 6 months ago, 6 comments so far.
Tee Shirt Sale thank you - Gibson Earl Scruggs Mastertone Banjo
Posted 6 months ago, 8 comments so far.
2008 Calendar - Gibson Earl Scruggs Mastertone Banjo
Posted 6 months ago, 1 comment so far.
2008 Calendar - The Loar According To Derrington - Gibson F5 Mandolin - Preview
Posted 7 months ago, 4 comments so far.
Twilight on the Front Porch sale - thankyou
Posted 7 months ago, 4 comments so far.
Old Bent Tree card sale
Posted 8 months ago, 2 comments so far.
Clothing
Writings
At The End of the Night
But the night life and wine only passes the time, / Cause I’m left thinking of you, / At the end of the night.
The Weather is Fair
Things are fine and the weather is fair, / Nothing ‘s too weighty anywhere, / No need to bother with halves or thirds, / Because everything’s fine and the weather is fair.
Faded Half-life
Till they’ve lived in your shoes and felt the dream start slipping from their hands, / Till a hope of theirs has died in their hearts, you know they won’t understand.
She's The Song On The Wind
For she’s the lightening in a thunderstorm, and the mist on a winter’s morn, / She’s the dancing flame in a campfire light, and the stillness before the dawn… / ...she’s the …
Love Letters on MSN
On days like today / We waste the time away / Writing love letters on MSN. Your picture looked devine, / Blonde, nineteen and fine, / Oh those love letters on MSN.
The Girl with the Sacred Lotus
She paints an angel in a field of jade, a cherub barefoot on the rocks, / ... / The cherub holds the hand of the man and the crowd looks on in silent awe.
