Wayne Melia 6,045 Posted December 13, 2001 Sling ye swift thine arrows and barbs; my head is thick, but so is my skin.I stand in faith with my pic as my shieldI know in my heart it hath no flawbut never the less, I throw it out into the fieldto see per chance if it will drawsuggestions and questions, comments and lessons,or even quibbles from the critiqueing crowd If you find it boring, if you think it's trite,whatever the reason, then utter (uhm, well... type) it loud.My gaze is guided by the the lightthat starts in the corner and follows the rail.It's kept in the frame by the dark of the trackalong to the left where it meets the first teamand then to my pleasure it's met with a whackof colour and splendor that surely must seemto be put there divinely, just for my use.And then as my eyes follow surely in trustthe tones grow dark for depth and containment.Coming back out, we notice the dustdefining the motion for pure entertainment.That's why I like it, all comments are welcome.But please heed my plead; don't rate by request.I've poorly but surely rhymed up this lickbut only for fun, not trying to be best.And if they were poor, I'ld be cut to the quick. Link to comment
montystagner 0 Posted December 15, 2001 I looked and looked and tried as I might, I find nothing wrong, your picture is just right! Link to comment
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