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The ball is round - HDR 5 years ago in Conceptual
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From the Rooftops - HDR 5 years ago in Cityscapes & Skylines
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Nuremberg River HDR 6 years ago in Cityscapes & Skylines
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Chess - Schach 6 years ago in Conceptual
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The City Limits8 years ago in Scenes
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Kirche HDR 6 years ago in Conceptual
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So it goes - Dresden HDR 5 years ago in Conceptual
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Gotham City, Minnesota 5 years ago in Conceptual
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Armageddon SunriseArmageddon Sunrise8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Armageddon Sunrise
by Alex Higgin-Houser
We stood in the middle of a midnight highway with the ruins of the city at our backs. The streetlights stabbed the blue-green gradient sky and empty cars lay dormant on exits to a ghost town.
Smoke curled at the horizon as a thousand flaming arms reached circles above our heads, and meandering clouds of sulfur drifted past the stars underneath explosions of sound, the eyes of every child turned towards the heavens - and all ablaze.
Distant gunshots echoed our footfalls as the highway became a dirt path to the remains of suburbia. White picket fences gave way to barbed wire dolls on the doorsteps,
SWEENY TODD5 years ago in Sweeney Todd Poster Contest
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Vivid Dusk7 years ago in Science Fiction
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Path in the Kleinstadt HDR 6 years ago in City Life
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Thermal Maw - Yellowstone HDR 6 years ago in Geology
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Mrs. Lovett5 years ago in Movies & TV
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Morningtide/Lullaby at duskI.Morningtide/Lullaby at dusk8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sun warms our closed eyelids
and we awake with the grass itching at our necks
the first sight that greets our personal dawns
is the trees reaching from the soil,
their shadows tracing the bloodveins of the earth
a wise and mighty willow softly stirs in the breeze
and all we hear are the soft chirps of the birds
you roll over and look into my eyes
as we take the summer into our lungs
and give up the sight of heaven
for the vision of our lips.
II.
the silhouette of the branches against the fading afterglow of the sun
watches over us as we lay entangled in the breeze,
and the wind traces fingertips on our necks.
As you loo
Parked in the Park II 6 years ago in Pop Art
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Sweeney Todd5 years ago in Sweeney Todd Poster Contest
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