Incendiary inks pour across pages,
Weave whispers, revolutionary reveries.
Mantras spike, surge formless days
Casting colours like salt through the seas.
I think if you add a divider after your poem though it would help because it runs right into the next sentence. So it is a bit confusing of when the poem ends at the first read.
No worries. I see your posts and I'm like, click! I really appreciate your mixed media approach. So I'll just happily consider myself your proof reader for the day and be happy 😊
Ah Man Thanks, super appreciative - TBH I've never felt like I cracked the graphic design side of this one. I like the guy in the wind tunnel grabbing the notes and I'm happy enough with the lyrics... But yeah I do feel the typography is a bit...
I love this. 😀 you had me at nypmhs.
I think if you add a divider after your poem though it would help because it runs right into the next sentence. So it is a bit confusing of when the poem ends at the first read.
Crap I posted the wrong lyrics!
Yeah i noticed they were different, but they were both good. I really liked the nyphm poem / lyrics though!
Fixed it - embarrassing!
No worries. I see your posts and I'm like, click! I really appreciate your mixed media approach. So I'll just happily consider myself your proof reader for the day and be happy 😊
Thanks for the kind words it really does help keep things going!
Ah Man Thanks, super appreciative - TBH I've never felt like I cracked the graphic design side of this one. I like the guy in the wind tunnel grabbing the notes and I'm happy enough with the lyrics... But yeah I do feel the typography is a bit...