Listen..
With a faint knock,
Hooves of ceramic landscapes afar,
cries channeling agony,
Closer, closer
Wailing exhausted Fog..
Listen..
With a faint knock,
Hooves of ceramic landscapes afar,
cries channeling agony,
Closer, closer
Wailing exhausted Fog..
The end of a Revelation.... But a Clever Word always illustrated.
Bob Ross with the Prose @Hypotheses .... damn dude, so little but so much.... nice!
Thanks man. I dibble abit with my poetic side.
The end of a Revelation.... But a Clever Word always illustrated.
Listen..
With a faint knock,
Hooves of ceramic landscapes afar,
cries channeling agony,
Closer, closer
Wailing exhausted Fog..
This was interesting.
It's almost like I was looking at a porcelain train, on a marble mantel, somewhere in Siberia.
The imagery is welcome.
I liked the tone and the mood of this piece.
I thought you had a good intro and outro.
For something that doesn't have a huge body to it, it's got soul.
Nice wording Hypotheses.
Nice piece.
Looking forward to reading more.
Thanks Emily. I'm usual the topical guy, but I can shed light in other area 51.
The end of a Revelation.... But a Clever Word always illustrated.