Time Slips ByI have kept up the drawing lately...tried my hand at some portraits, but not very successful. Painting has also not gone very far, quiet slow I am. However photography has at least been getting done. I have thought of getting an account just for that. Possibly.
So not much to say. That's all. I'll get back later.
-Later
Lazy
Hope to see you there!
The Electric Bloom Team
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
Over many a lovely deviation, each of them honest and true,
While I clicked with heavy sigh, suddenly there caught my eye
On my user page did I spy, spy my pageview number added to
`'Tis a lonely visitor,' I muttered, 'Granting me a view -
Only this, and nothing new.'
Yet the possibilities did thrill me, as I wondered who was looking
Wondering if they'd comment, or even favorite my art
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor quickly passing through my art -
Some late visitor entreating entrance to my gallery for a lark; -
This it is; they'll soon depart.'
Open here did I the message center, when, much to my dismay
Appeared a single message that wasn't there before.
No later did I comprehend, the message before me that was penned
To notify me of the favorite I got from ~Nevermore-Lenore
And was I pleased and proud and thrilled, tickled to my very core
Truly was I very glad, very glad, and nothing more.
And that lovely favorite still is sitting, still is sitting
In my hallowed message center right where it had been before;
And its presence sets my heart a-flutter, bringing to my spirit wonder
And the way it fills my soul with pride, that my work someone adores
Shall disappear - nevermore!
Phew! Basically, that was just my slightly round-about way of saying: Thanks for the favorite!
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“Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.” -- Matt Groening
I loved your work, it was very original and yet so simple. Not to mention the underlining meanings one could draw from it.
-hugs- Thanks so much for the cute poem! It makes my day!
And I'm not much of a poet. But I do know how to steal from the best.
Thanks again!
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“Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.” -- Matt Groening
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*karliashi is
i am very glad you like it!
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