not poetry. not fiction. a life, and something in between.
ah... so it's up now!beautiful work...the atomsphere you paint at the end of the poem is really cooooold.... i can feel it...to get rid of 'cliché of greener pastures', one should NEVER think of EVER...
Brilliant, I really like this. And I agree with human being the cold at the end is felt...
@hb But should one ever think of never? :). Never is a very cold place indeed.@Scrybe For me Ever is life with its foibles and Never is death with its finality, so that may be where the coldness comes from.Thanks to you both. Your comments and work are very inspirational to me.
.when coldwe think of the sun moreso it's not a bad ideato think of neverif we want to get rid of the 'cliché of greener pastures'foreveras you knowparadise is a bore....:)thank you too... for being there... painting the world with a new brush...best
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ah... so it's up now!
beautiful work...
the atomsphere you paint at the end of the poem is really cooooold.... i can feel it...
to get rid of 'cliché of greener pastures', one should NEVER think of EVER...
Brilliant, I really like this. And I agree with human being the cold at the end is felt...
@hb But should one ever think of never? :). Never is a very cold place indeed.
@Scrybe For me Ever is life with its foibles and Never is death with its finality, so that may be where the coldness comes from.
Thanks to you both. Your comments and work are very inspirational to me.
.
when cold
we think of the sun more
so it's not a bad idea
to think of never
if we want to get rid of the 'cliché of greener pastures'
forever
as you know
paradise is a bore...
.
:)
thank you too... for being there... painting the world with a new brush...
best
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