passing through... January 18, 2016 brown branches broken silver slate sliced a crimson crevice catches passes in the periphery sated by the browns, grays, tans the starkness gone the green of grass and conifers the color rests behind my lids soothing my eyes Comments UnknownFebruary 19, 2016 at 2:07 PMI am feeling the "traveling flow" with you on this and the imagery of the color resting behind my lids is very nice. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
I am feeling the "traveling flow" with you on this and the imagery of the color resting behind my lids is very nice.
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