VISUAL PROMPT

by JD_Art @ instagram.com/jd_art_x

Is it a storm, is it magic, is it hope? Write a story or poem about what you see within this image.

Dreams

Amongst the trees

There was violite smoke rising and falling

In the distance it was only you and me

The smoke was something extraordinary

It was violite with purple and sparkling

You and me where standing there admiring it

But others were running from it

So what is it you ask

The smoke could be dreams

Or nightmares only you can decide

Just like life you can either grow

Or run and hide

Every day you have choices

But for me I see that even something beautiful

Has so many dark secrets

That if it shares you wouldn’t see it the same

So the violite sparkling smoke

Is whatever you choose it to be

But only you can choose

So choose wisely

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