Echoed in the Sun. By themischievousannaFebruary 16, 2017 Fomented though I waned, And waxed as if I the brush Had echoed in the sun, A grabbing dessert In a planted portraiture Closer, emerging again. Until again. Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, illustration, Poetry, WritingTags: artist, emotions, fiction&poetry, life, painting, people, poems, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousannaJuly 22, 2019 Another subject. By themischievousannaJuly 13, 2019 The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousannaJuly 7, 2019 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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