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Post by sammyr on Feb 7, 2014 5:54:19 GMT -6
The sky an empty hue
Words with no voice
The giant wheel that spins
And i go on.
The walk with no end
Flowers wilt
The kingdoms that fall
And i go on.
The touch that should mean
Laughter dies
The mask that desecrates
But i still
Go On.
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Post by Fire Monkey on Feb 15, 2014 14:13:22 GMT -6
I was hoping that you would also post some of your poetry so I could see what you write. I like it. I don't know your intent but it happens to remind me of The Never Ending Story and the dynamics of the struggle between creativeness which is the essence of the story and the nothingness which comes when people stop imagining.
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Post by Brigid Briton on Feb 16, 2014 22:40:34 GMT -6
Hi Sammy and welcome to our forum. It's been pretty quiet around here for some time and it's great to hear from a fresh new voice. You have some great images here. I especially like the feel of an "empty hue". Let me also commend you for commenting on Fire Monkey's work. This forum is supposed to be all about supporting and learning from each other, and commenting on each other's work is one of the best ways to do that.I hope we hear a lot more from you.
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