Tagged: abstract

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Who Cares

Poem   As often as I reach The stretching fades As much as I see Only what I can. It disappears, I open my inner eye To see the bellowing of light As loud...

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Art Trips

Art Poem   Art Trips: A Series of Artistically Flustered Sentences I The paintbrush is resting in the tainted water. The red is splattered all over this white dress. Art comes from the heart,...