Title: Rouge Moon. (by me) Rising the shimmering orb. Slipping silently. Soulful. Waxing, waning through the glittering indigo. And now, as a maiden's first flush of delight, Rouge. With her glistening aura; her crown. The fundament sighs a satisfaction. A passage, a touch. Revolving their orbits, a seldom connection. Symmetry as designed, the sentinels of creation converse for a time. And I I ponder, anonymous, my universe within. |
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Donna CareyArtist living in Skien, Norway, working mainly in glass and painting. Archives
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