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Winter Dreams

Winter dreams, in deepest sleep, bring images in colors bold. Stories built, as I sleep find their way into my poetry and art. Creativity’s winters side effect; muse screams and wakes me.

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/19/2018 5:06:00 PM

Oh, this was dreamy at first, I was gliding along and the muse's scream startled me. I would like to see your art some time.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 12/20/2018 2:30:00 PM

Perhaps someday I'll put some up with a few poems. Well, you know how muses are when they get inspiration...not having hands, we mortals have to put it on paper for them. Thanks again.

Chris Green

Date: 12/18/2018 9:48:00 AM

Very cool and very creative. I enjoyed this M.L.

M. L. Kiser
Date: 12/18/2018 10:01:00 AM

Thank you Chris; I'm glad you enjoyed it.