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Feature #116 Handsome men
Howdy lovely people!
I want thank my followers for participation in my polls, for your activity on the dA forum, for comments to my works.
Today I have prepared for you a new collection of beautiful art.
Current themes for the dA forum:
Theme for the November: "Dark landscape":
Theme for the current week: "Only blue colors":
If you want to thank me, I'll be very glad if you
give me a llama or 1 point for my donation pool.
My current goal: King Llama
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Thin demarcation in a confusing amalgam...
Our consciousness in this curvature of the soul… The sky is this ocher softened from blue Of the ice that floats between the mirrors of the heavens, Thin demarcation in this confusing amalgamation. Notre conscience en cette courbure de l’âme… Le ciel est de cet ocre atténué du bleu De la glace qui flotte entre miroirs des cieux, Mince démarcation en ce trouble amalgame. hyneige Thanks a lot hyneige for the new wonderful poetry Merci beaucoup hyneige pour la nouvelle merveilleuse poésie
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Los Ojos...
Los Ojos del Búho
Esa lluvia ya casi olvida,
regresa como si nunca hubiese partido.
La imagen fragmentada,
se reúne para formar el rostro del vacío.
¿Cuándo fue que deje de sentir el viento?
El viento cesó hace mucho, en el instante que cerraste los ojos...
La espada sigue perdida,
el búho voló y nunca regresó.
Esa noche igual a todas,
de estrellas muertas, de un mundo vacío.
¿A dónde se fue la sonrisa de aquel niño?
A la oscuridad del cosmos, en el silencio... muy lejos...
-Solem Nocte Infinitus-
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My Barky.
It would be your Birthday today and I can never forget our friendship. 8th January 2016
Super man
Super friend
...........extra super Poet.
Missed by me and countless others
Your wods full of meaning.
Crows, clocks and time..........
Which you don't have anymore
Unless you are creating
Your own publishing company
Sure as hell know it
Is not heaven!
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