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Ink-Stained GlassA Poem by DawnI write a poem here and there. I see artists splatter their canvases with words. The paint is still wet. It puddles to the ground. I stumble .. |
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A Poet's DreamA Poem by TyThe world, you, everything, meaning. A Poet's Dream. |
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The Dying Artist.A Poem by Ken Simm.A world of an old sun, air fighting, ghosts chanting in the stone arches, cascading sounds, an angel dying. Its feathers cutting. Prayers asking.. |
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12/26/17A Poem by Wolf TowneA poem I wrote today with little editting. I spend three hours on the beach watching the sun set, and this is the product. The image is the sunset I w.. |
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Leaving a traceA Story by Jacky O'rSome people leave a trace in people's heart, others try to in different ways. |
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Did that thing just whisper something or is it jus..A Poem by Lucia... |
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The Little Red Fox - PaintA Poem by Joshua McNayFox Friday!!! Today our little fox is putting brush to canvas. Painting is a joyful activity and as Bob Ross always says "We don't make mistakes, just.. |
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Cynic’s PaintbrushA Poem by Jamie StarlightWritten 7/23/18 |
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Black Coffee and LoversA Poem by AiHWhat is it with black coffee and lovers? The bitter taste of coffee mixed with your sweet words must make the perfect drink Each sip as addictin.. |
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The Pain-terA Poem by Kim JimenezAs her heart felt torture, She painted her future. |
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Snapshots from an Orchard in Greece - a haibunA Poem by LunaRhodes island has some of the best citrus fruits |
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Messy PaletteA Poem by Stacy PurvisOh, But To Paint You Bright Colors, Vibrant And Free Messy Palette, Too 🎨 |
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painting you in wordsA Poem by Lyn Andersonmore insufferable love lines from a smitten kitten |
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ValetudinarianA Poem by Robert RonnowOne will not live to see the endof the geopolitical drama,the existential dilemma--"the small choices people make that change their lives.They ought t.. |
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artworkA Poem by anais.vionetone of the cornerstones of art is romance - if not more... |
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PaintA Poem by Brian D. RothThe clouds paint both day and sky with streaks of silvera somber palettespell casted from brushes of bones dipped in blackwoodand dripping with the be.. |
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I like to paintA Poem by Adeline E. WeathersI want to make things again, and I am. |
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