The sleeping artist’s finger smears bright chalk on night’s murk of monochrome shadows. The artist is at work, splashing golds and blues in a dream’s inky hues, scribbling phantasmal figments in glimmering pigments that explode like chrysanthemums and burn like red hot geraniums across the canvas sheets and evaporate with the onset of morning light. […]
Tag: Midnight
Midnight Express
A shadorma in response to the Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt #31 In the hall I hear the distant metallic rock and click of the midnight express train fade away from town © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on merapoetics.com
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