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The Prairies Flush

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The Prairies Flush David J Walker The colors flowed from his own brush The prairie flush in scented and sacred hues The earth tones framed in the deepest blues Of an unrelenting evening sky Always changing Nonchalantly rearranging Always in the eye of the artist

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Date: 9/22/2021 6:00:00 AM
Agree with Kim! Nicely spoken, David!
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David Walker
Date: 9/22/2021 6:50:00 AM
Thank you, James. The sunsets are beautiful out here on the plains.
Date: 9/16/2021 5:43:00 AM
A beautiful reading! This could be a human artist or the creator. Nice flow and imagery, David!
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Date: 9/16/2021 8:38:00 AM
Thank you, Kim. Yes, I left that open for the reader to decide. And thank you for the complement