That cup is going to get a fan club of its own!
incredible treatment of this subject. i so admire your ability to capture these tough subjects with a deft touch.
Exodus (What I see in the blue cup)
In the dead of night I had to dash off, The moon blurred By my tears. I had to disappear.
The sailing vessel Quiet Was waiting for me. Its pinkish sails Ballooned by a gentle breeze... The sky, black; Almost invisible.
A New World was waiting for me.
Not "The sky, black" but "The ocean, black", excuse me Julian.
superb!
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That cup is going to get a fan club of its own!
incredible treatment of this subject. i so admire your ability to capture these tough subjects with a deft touch.
Exodus (What I see in the blue cup)
In the dead of night
I had to dash off,
The moon blurred
By my tears.
I had to disappear.
The sailing vessel
Quiet
Was waiting for me.
Its pinkish sails
Ballooned by a gentle breeze...
The sky, black;
Almost invisible.
A New World was waiting for me.
Not "The sky, black" but "The ocean, black", excuse me Julian.
superb!