Love the Arts. Danced for many years, now too old but enjoy photography / music / guitar / singing / writing.
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Rick Mc Mahon is a member of ! $$☻The Christmas Shop (Get Art Promoted)☺ !, ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, "Tone It Down"! (3/day - No [EXPLETIVE] color allowed!), Abstract Realism, After Dark, All About Water, All About Your Best Work, All Out Emotion, All That is Nature (Photography Only), All the Colors of the Rainbow, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, All Water in Motion and Reflections in Water (A Camera In The Description Before It Will Be Accepted), Altered by Design (3 per day), Amateur Photographers' Association, Artrageous RB Artists - Self Portrait Gallery, Beginner's Expressions, Birds and Creatures of Flight, Black and White Photography, Calder Highway Photography Group, Canon DSLR (One Image Per Day & A Canon Camera Must Be In The Description Before It's Accepted), Challenge Café, Country Victoria (Australia) 2 per day, DANCE PHOTOGRAPHY, Dark artists, dark art, Freedom to Shine, Full Moon, Melbourne & Victoria, Photo Manipulators, Photography 101, Photography Critique and Advice, Scenery, Self as Other, Self Portrait, Sports Photography, Students and Beginners, Surfing, The Addicted Photographer►2 Per Day◄, The Art of Pain, The beauty of poetry, The Red Writing Room, THE WAIST UP - Portraiture Photography 2 per 24 hour limit, Trees - 2 images per day with trees as the focal point, Waves, WMG and Your Country's Best (2 images per day).
It is funny how time has a way of playing out depending on circumstance, and what the mind perceives in moments of stress.
A blood feud of ferocious proportions had existed between them and the Fahoovernoover’s for the last 2 years.
Roid rage was definitely simmering away in this no neck motherf—ker and the expression ‘3 steps from the tree’ came to mind, only this guy was still halfway up it.
Ghastly, cruelly, contorted legs / Eyes full of rage, a cane of hate / What life occurred, my mind begs / Perpetuating this poor soul’s fate
The piercing siren, the day has ended / Or has it just, for you my friend / Three sets of eyes I cannot see / Perhaps they’ve gone to blend
Painfully creased soul with dogged determination, / follows me, haunts me, No escape / When will it end this thought rumination / Fight I must, hackles of necks nape