The Photograph
betrays the bonesof what lies beneath
a pastel's peaceful pose.
The master, with time
and colored chalk,
breathes life
back into the dance.
Written from image prompt: Mag 193
Cycling Incubus
I awoke in pain and alone vaguely recalling the recent car accident. Momentarily confusing stair railings for the bars of a hospital be...
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Awareness in itself is healing. ~Fritz Pearls
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The percussion of automatic gunfire rings loud a year later rippling like a stone thrown in still waters as a surviving child drops cau...
6 comments:
I like that description of the negative betraying the bones.
Well said.
Nicely done
I like the line about betraying the bones too! Glad to have you back this week my friend!
It is very much like the bones beneath the painting...nice...
and the dance lives on....beautiful.
Thank you all! I'm still trying to catch up with all the reading. :)
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