Artistic sensibility hungered by the exquisite craves expression The critic guffaws decries creativity starves the impulse Who unleashed such nonsense, such magical thinking! To think beauty once espied can be replicated and by such an amateur the unskilled hand an unworthy representative. But the artist, unleashed knows only magic – this genie will not be […]
Blackbirds utter gloom speak in murmurations grey blots out sunlight blurs definition – pencil contemplates early nightfall. (Tanka and sketch by yours truly)
In isolation, I am rock solid, fearless, present Memories moon-bows miracle of love, whispers of what might have been Will not let current fear shape me; I am tethered to faith, gently gliding (Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie Weekly prompt: mighty. Image my own.)
Great gallery for this week. I really like your first photo. 😀
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Thanks, Cee.
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Seems there’s an Avon River in every (former) commonwealth country, there’s one where I used to live north east of here, not as beautiful as your photos show.
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Yes, there does seem to be. My pic is from Stratford on Avon, lol. Not the original.
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Yes, and such a lovely pastorale
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Thanks.
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