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water painting on paper
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/ Scenario: read the poem..loved it….went outside to garden a bit…had a brain wave…ran in…got a brush and a pan of solid colour…a little later a finished sketch…half hour all told... Is it only the flower talking?...it sounds like a plea from a lost soul…..it could be from anyone who has gone through hardship and has come out a winner... I posted this in my journal, but I want more people to be able to read it…it has a universality that is very appealing to me…this is all about the poem and not the painting, which is a watercolour sketch... Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know / what despair is; then / winter should have meaning for you. I did not expect to survive, / earth suppressing me. I didn’t expect / to waken again, to feel / in damp earth my body / able to respond again, remembering / after so long how to open again / in the cold light / of earliest spring afraid, yes, but among you again / crying yes risk joy in the raw wind of the new world...Louise Gluck..Snowdrop
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Love Notes On Headstones
by bgottensorrowAdele was almost perfect. Her eyes were gleaming sapphires, her lips soft pink rose petals. The fresh cream of her skin was broken only b…
This is a short story I wrote inspired by the song “The Horror of Our Love” by Ludo. The editing is a little shaky. Please let me know about any flaws in grammar, spelling etc.
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A portrait of a dalmatian on the Greek Island of Kastellorizo
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“to the heaven’s” is a chappel photo from her series “stories of lost loves”
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“speechless pain” is a chappel photo from her”stories of lost love” series.
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This battered mailbox is all that’s left of a farm close to my neighborhood in suburban Kansas City. The owners died, and the farm was sold to developers who plan to build houses on the site. The barn and house were razed, the field bull-dozed and now asphalt streets curve around empty lots. There’s not much variety among mailboxes in my area. They must meet certain standards of materials, height and size. Subdivisions often choose communal mailboxes.
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Looking at him one can only think of a young boy dealing with something not so nice…
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Ive just been watching ‘Control’ a film about Ian Curtis, and it just inspired me to put this t-shirt together.
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ode to noone
by Aaron Newbomto think how bright it would be, should you move in close / to think of the scorching heat, too hot for most
I was feeling sad bcause i could not find the perfect person when i wrote this
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The Lonley House
by LiquidEarthA poem that i wrote after my wife left me, took the kids & emptied the house. I wrote it sitting on the floor, totally down.
Just a sad little poem about what happens when a man losses his wife & kids to another man.
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Alone.
by LiquidEarthA little poem about; well that`s obvious i guess.
After my breakup with the wife & i moved back home from interstate.
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the unbearable truth
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Pen, Ink, and Prisma Color on Watercolor Paper.
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This Funk
by InvisiblePigsShe said, I am in a funk / De-funk me, she said / Smile, I said / Show me your teeth / But she frowned instead
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R-E-A-L-I-Z-E
by syeh3Realizing, / Contemplating, / The depth, / Of my soul. I know I’ve, / Lost my cool, / My unkindness, / My unfaithfulness. / / I knew, / My m…
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Extremely worried Mumma!
by SonitababyIt’s 1:31am Early Sunday morning,I’m just surfing the net. / I have one of my children here with me and every now and then I just look ove…
It’s 1:31am Early Sunday morning,I’m just surfing the net. / I have one of my children here with me and every now and then I just look over and watch him sleep. / Roy also is sleeping,he keep’s tossin and turning. / Often he wake’s up and come’s and sit’s next to me,he has these really cute puppy dog eye’s which I am glad I get to see everyday. / I know that I spend so much time on the pc….I confess I’m addicted…. :) / I do so much on here,photo’s,Youtube,facebook,email’s etc….. / Thank god for the internet ;) / I found out that my eldest son Tui who is 11,has a girl friend,the girl he is infactuated with hmmmm how can I say this ….fuck I don’t know but mumma ain’t too happy about it! / I’m very worried with the situation,he is going threw alot and his dad isn’t very clicked on with what may happen if he doesn’t keep an eye on him :( / I know mum’s do worry about silly thing’s but I know for sure this isn’t a good thing…. / Arrrrrr!!!! / They are not with me and I can’t do what I can to help em and give em guidance… :( / Mumma is all over the shop on this one,and that’s way she can’t sleep….. / But I am off now to go and lay down with my Roy. :) / So chow for now…..lol sound’s like Sarina Russo…...Ewww jk’s / See ya laterz! :) / Your’s Truly Sonita. XO
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Mommy, I'm Sorry
by amusicallife911Mommy, you always taught me to pray / To pray for peace, thanks, and everything in between / But Mommy, you stopped praying once we boarded…
This poem is about a child in a concentration camp of the Holocaust who was forced to shoot his own mother. Enjoy!
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Taken at the LA Zoo
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The effect of the shadow was interesting to me, and im surprised it worked so well as it was simply a quick snap as I thought it looked like a good picture.
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This was another piece for my college work, and I like the messy hair and upset look that I was going for. I also think that the angle was really good for the picture too.
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Picture of South African sea lion off Cape Town
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