thoughts of a whimsical artist
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Fractured rainbows
When the world explodes,it is in silence with yawning colors. First reds and yellows like bright flames, then greens and blues and purples like swirling mists. Explosions, colisions, blending and bleeding. Bleeding, boiling, dripping, raining. Raining raining color. Sharpening crimsons and emeralds breaking, separating prisms. Prisms like fractured rainbows; all the colored light.
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