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Poem by Emily Dickinson.
Heart! We will forget him! You and I - tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave - I will forget the light! When you have done, pray tell me That I may straight begin! Haste! lest while you’re lagging I remember him!
Color Me Medium: Color pencils
The boundaries of race do not exist outside of human perception. It is all in the mind. A kind of social categorization that does not exist in the material world outside of cognition. She is not of any color; simply human. And should be seen as such. For more: www.eliasthestoryteller.com/one-of-projects Facebook: Elias the Storyteller
Lions and Eagles
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And here I stand in your wake underneath cascading silhouettes offering to you - not all of me ---- no. - not everything - I would not dare for I fear my imperfections will rot what has grown between us for I know giving you everything I am would suffocate you. and you will run like you should because you and I are only human. - Elias the Storyteller (penname: A. Rarity) for more: www.eliasthestoryteller.com facebook: Elias the Storyteller
Poem: A Serpent’s Desire
Young and naive was she, who believed a new love could be true. But beautiful was her wit. Tainted, was his heart. Yet,
There was a corner, in the darkness that yearned for that faint light.
There was a gleam in her eye that already forgave him And so great was her love So loving was his greed wwith the passing of each time piece Serpentine was his laugh as he drank such bloody wine. But gracious was her heart For it would be until her death did they finally part. - Elias the Storyteller (penname: A. Rarity)
Days from December Inspired by the iambic pentameter monologues of William Shakespeare. Photo is of the Swiss Alps. April 2011. For the full picture: http://www.eliasthestoryteller.com/gallery-of-poetry
Inspired by William Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” Medium: nail polish on canvas For individual close ups: https://www.eliasthestoryteller.com/shakespeare-a-midsummer-night-s-dre
