American Sentence CXV
Woman, carnage-red breath pancaked between wrong whisperings, breathes blue ache.
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Woman, carnage-red breath pancaked between wrong whisperings, breathes blue ache.
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Oxygen and Acetylin
Blue flame balance.
Torch 🔦
yep ☺️
That blue ache …. pops off the page.
Thanks, Bill!
Oh, this sentence leaps from the page!
“carnage-red breath”– what a description. Pam, you continue to amaze me.
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An ominous flavor to this sentence. Love the color references.
Thanks, Virginia!
This one has a sense of intrigue to it, the way you described the breaths with colors. And especially the “carnage-red” one.
Thanks, L.!
I love the colors, but wonder about those “wrong whisperings.”
Good wondering 😉
Definitely thought provoking. Makes me wonder she’s thinking on her past or if the melody is bringing on a melancholic state–or both. Either way, very nice contrast in this line!
Thanks, Eric! Love where your wonderings go!
“Woman, waterfalling” and now “wrong whisperings” – I love how you use alliteration! I am so curious to know more. . . .
Thank you Michele!
All of it!!!!!!!!! ❤️🔥🥞🩻 Contemporary Americana shell, shock of women anxiety, sizzling sentence!
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Impactful and well-crafted, Pam. “breathes blue ache” speaks to me of deep sorrow. Your Sentence embodies rhythms of railroad and respiration simultaneously. Flawless!
Thanks, L.! 😊
A rainbow of imagination, Pam! “wrong whisperings” – oh my goodness!!!!!
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