Cigarette Smoke

my perfect, darling cat :)

Jazz is Like Glass and Yarn

Cutting quick and deep

Sharp melodies

Sassy tones

At times smoother than cream

In a rich cup of coffee

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Notes, unseen

Cascade down the blank page

Of a musicians mind

Spilling out clear and sweet

Softer than snow blanketing a bungalow

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Chords, a medium to be measured with infinity

Spinning eigth notes like cotton on a spindle

Pricking your eardrums with phat, coordinated rhythms

Low and as thick as molasses

Higher than the moon

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Fuzzy, soft and neat brushes lightly caresss the snare

Chunk, Chunk, Chunk the constant thrum of the guitar

Propelling the group as the bulky anchor, the bass

Crystal tones, loud and bossy, the trumpet commands

The saxophone pleads mournfully to be heard, like a lost colour in an intarsia pattern

A little while ago I was inspired by @thatsthat24 (Thomas Sanders) to create my own sides! I’m not the greatest artist so this was a big project for me. Thank you Thomas for creating such amazing content that inspires me and encourages me to keep creating amazing things :)

water droplets

peach coloured sky

Here is a way better picture of the painting

As always click to see better quality :)

i followed a tutorial to create this cute lil moment

paint your own beautiful rose

rainy day

Chasing the Sun

Chasing the Sun

Following its tail

Moving towards the firey sky

It’s all I can every do

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Dark and red

Loud and soft colours

Float above the ombred horizon

It’s so far away

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I’m so high

Up in the clouds where borders don’t exist in dotted lines

No man can say this is my land and this where I stay

Put down the weapons

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Trees and roads and city

They don’t have names up here

The cloud casting shadows don’t discriminate

When everyone thinks they have control

They have none

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Pin pricks like on a dream board is my home

They stand out in lines and strips and blocks

Underneath the airplane wing

My family and my cat and my friends

Sleep

Underneath the airplane wing

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Grids and lines are houses

Lit up with the bright joy of a welcome home

I’ve forgotten about the sinking feeling in my stomach

I can’t remember when my ears weren’t popped

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Stars anchored to the ground

Thin out into the blackness of land

Leaving the dense city behind

Underneath the plane wing

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Turning and tilting

Sinking and swooping

It was the wrong place

Too small to make a safe landing

To far to house my bed

To high to reach down and touch the glimmering city lights

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I don’t live in the city

I breathe the city

I take it in when the sky glows orange

When the free stars

Dance

Far and away

Stealing the warmth from each other

To stay alive another day

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Into the clouds

I’m enveloped

Inside the whipped cream sky

Nothing but a hazy grey ocean

The blinking plane light

Reflects off the fluff surrounding it

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There’s my city

I can see the invisible dots of my parents

Waiting for me inside the airport

My little sister

Bouncing on the balls of her feet

Jittering and shaking with excitement

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I can barely see the fading green property lines

Small winding roads

A house with sleeping and unsleeping people

But I am still awake

and I said, “hey look, the sky’s on fire”

i followed a tutorial to create this cute lil moment

paint your own beautiful rose