Tag: Just Because
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Look
Observe, see the abstracticity, the shades of purpleness, the slice of green. The all-seeing eye that doesn’t give a second glance to the space between, the void, it seems, the realm of dreams where abstraction’s real and reality bland. But watch the hand and what it carries. You may need to look under… to understand.
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Ethereal
Through the shadows, she creeps Looking downward, deep in thought Flame from candles masks the tears she weeps Her soul lost, her meaning sought She breathes an echo She sees no light She hears no sound In the dead of night She stops upon the witching hour And fades, back into shadow’s power
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Shelter
They thought they’d made the right choice in sheltering in the arched doorway of St. Lestill’s church. But as the spire rotated into a clock tower, the stained-glass windows folded in on themselves, and huge gothic turrets grew out of each corner of the cold stone structure, they realised the error they’d made. The rain…
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Magical Village
Follow the bridge To the end of the road Look ever so closely See the dragon’s nose Just passed the house By the magical village You may see it clearer When you see where its eye is… Image by Dorothe at Pixabay; posted for Eugenia’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt, Magical Village.
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A Wailing Moan
I remember the time when I could pass effortlessly through a brick wall. I’d wail “OoOoOoooh!” as I passed. Now, all I can muster is a quick “Ow!” as I effortlessly slide to the floor.
The Mansionic Perspective 