For Paul Brookes’ Cloudshapes challenge. You can see the beautiful photos here.
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Liquid skies
setting gold
molten water
bronze and lead-woven
elemental fusions
and dispersals.
We walk softly
between transformations
quicksand
or quicksilver.
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this is really good, Jane – the last two lines are particularly clever and smooth on the tongue!
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Thank you 🙂 It’s fortunate that those two words exist. They make such a good match with those sky and water photos.
A beautiful response to the beautiful photos. I particularly like the second stanza.
Thank you 🙂 They are lovely photos.
I agree. 🙂
Walking between transformations…what a lovely idea. (K)
It’s a bit frightening too.
A bit, but on the whole, more intriguing than frightening.
Yes, a bit of a thrill. One false step and who knows what you could fall into.