we start from scratch. everyone has to, cheers and have a bright day.

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In the darkness, I can see the void clearly.

-David H.J. Yan
Fellow Dragon Artist.

Well hey there.

My thanks for the comment, I consider it my best poem so far.

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but, mainly, Stay Classy

i love your gallery

thanx for a fav

awsome stuff!! deffinately watching you!!! ^_^

Nice!

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I bleed if you shoot me in the chest plate.
-Dane Cook

~*Member of--- *DavyJonesCrew *~

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the moon is blood and disappointment tonight and it looks at me as if to say, 'you. you've painted me this color'.

You visit my page a lot.

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but, mainly, Stay Classy

Thanks for another wonderful comment; you make me feel guilty!

Your "circular destruction"-interpretation is veyr interesting, and partly correct ('correct' = my own intentions); I must disappoint you and opint out that the poem is not much unlike my previous work in terms of theme: it is still Man and his machines that are doing the destroying. But the lines 'the apple trees / held the frost no grudge' represent that element which you spotted in the poem: the acceptance that Nature is not immaculate, innocent or helpless, but cruel and unforgiving as well. As you say, "the good with the bad". But the difference here is that the frost (true, noe form of 'destruction') is not borne any grudge by the dying apple-trees: winter is a natural form of destruction that is rather a process of metamorphosis than destruction per se. The machines, however, are not forgiven, and the blossoms of the trees sail to an earth than has been made 'cold' by the rending and stomping of heedless Man.

It's always really good to get a comment from you, you show a genuine interest and knowledge every. I truly hope I can return the favour, in some small degree, soon.

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but, mainly, Stay Classy