Category: Nature
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Summer Storms
The air’s thicker… hotter… stickierThe sunlight is just getting through…Surreal darkness fills the afternoonAs the weather chooses what to do.The wind is slight and welcomeAlthough the breeze is hardly thereThe trees are braced, the birds hidden,They know what’s in the air.A distant rumble… A flash of lightAnd the sky is hiddenAs though it’s night.Thunder booms…
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The Open Sky
The crisp white clouds made the solid appearance of the blue sky even more striking. The rooftops on the hillside seemed to make the sky appear higher, further away, if that could be possible. The roads, pathways, walkways, gardens, steps and streams below seemed to be immediately within touching distance, they were so close, in…
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Almost Blue
The evening air starts to cool down after quite a warm day. Not the warmest, but quite warm just the same.The trees are still, indicating only the slightest of breezes.The occasional shrill chirp can be heard from a hastily flying bird, dashing home to its nest to get settled for the night ahead.Children return home,…
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Turbulence
Aphrodite was green. Athena’s satnav system had directed the four-horse-drawn chariot directly through the fiercest of storm clouds. Athena and Hera were both ‘sat’ in the front of the chariot, and Aphrodite had the back seat all to herself. The chariot plummeted, gained height, and flipped over right and left. It was all Aphrodite could…
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A Little Misinterpretation
There’s something in the air. There has to be. I mean to say, there’s no other explanation for it. None. Whatsoever. What, with the recent goings on in Essex and all. I’ve just seen a polar bear strolling around the back of the dry cleaners. I had to call in to drop some laundry off,…
The Mansionic Perspective 