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Clouds Never Get Old

Acrylic and oil on canvas
36" X 48"

6/2025

EXPRESSING AND UNDERSTANDING

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Purple clouds rested softly on the supple summer sky
The fiery rays brushed their surface, granting them a halo
Drifting towards their divine end

Petrified wood lay below my tired feet
Rusty nails protrude from the dock’s surface making their escape
Mosquitos search for sustenance before the sun creeps down

Unfamiliar rhythms emanate from the speaker
We suddenly gather for a movement expose
Our audience today are the waves that come our way

© Cole Douglas 2020-2025

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