Tag: Abstract
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High Winds
And the high winds come Replacing the thunderous claps With a constant howl. Raindrops, Now ferocious, Like a liquid fire, Lash down Further filling the creation, Scattering colour and petals alike, Consuming what had been here before. Now, the edge is reached.
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Thunderstorm
Before tomorrow arrived The sky darkened Bursting open Sending outward Rumble After rumble After rumble Raindrop After raindrop After raindrop, But the Light Danced in an arc. The water carried the Light And the creation began to change.
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Phase One
Phase One. Out of nowhere It begins. A splash of colour A random thought A flash of Light. Creation commences… But what will tomorrow bring?
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A Psychedelic Six Word Saturday Post
And a white rabbit spreading himself across the scene looking at all the brightness to come. Happy May! May the Rabbit be with you. Abstract, man… totally abstract!
The Mansionic Perspective 