Black, a landscape of darkness,
Lace spinning a web, interspersed with pink.
Colours evolve then disappear.
Black, a landscape of darkness, Lace spinning a web, interspersed with pink. Colours evolve then disappear. |
Author's Comments
A present for my friend helen * miss-antiworld
Well the idea was to do something like a haiku, but longer, so i aimed for 7,10,7, but it ended up as 7,10,8... Hence it is A Discombobulated Haiku for Helen |
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"If you don't know where you are going, all roads lead there."
Thanks for the fave
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Well all i can say is if my heart was quiet i would feel empty, the fact it still beats out a sadness means i still have a heart to care. - Me 24/05/04
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Lovliest 3-line poem I've ever read!
It's great, really.
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The thin overlay of reason gives way to reverie, identity is submerged by oceanic feelings of unity, and seeing loses the conventional meanings imposed upon the object seen. Color and pattern exist for themselves.
love how you've used the colours
to symbolize dark
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.. L'enfer c'est les autres ..
Jean-Paul Sartre
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Well all i can say is if my heart was quiet i would feel empty, the fact it still beats out a sadness means i still have a heart to care. - Me 24/05/04
I am an adopter at :iconwriters:
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Well all i can say is if my heart was quiet i would feel empty, the fact it still beats out a sadness means i still have a heart to care. - Me 24/05/04
I am an adopter at :iconwriters:
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Well all i can say is if my heart was quiet i would feel empty, the fact it still beats out a sadness means i still have a heart to care. - Me 24/05/04
I am an adopter at :iconwriters:
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