The Amazing Show In The Sky
Collective Inspired...
There was a rumour.
That the clouds and sky had decided to stage a show.
They had conspired to get together.
A collaborative showcase.
They were aware that the sun was slowly retiring for the evening.
Setting on a city that boasts heritage.
The artistic conductor had auditioned and overseen the main protagonists of colour.
His carefully selected arrangement was a sight to behold.
A palette of colour - that included the following; calm greys, deeper greys. Pastel blues, navy blues, light and pretty blues. Lily whites, silvery whites, chalky whites... White was the dominant colour that served to be the main canvas that supported the rest.
They complimented one another in a tender and respectful manner.
Meandering along, slowly and gently.
It was apparent that they wished to be seen.
A peacock high up in the sky.
They were aware that they looked good.
It was hard to disagree.
For those looking up - all you could do was marvel at the wonderful spectacle.
How could something so beautiful be at one's disposal like this.
Free of charge.
There to be enjoyed - for those that take the time.
The colours moved and weaved in between one another like highly skilled balletic dancers.
This procession of beauty lasted for an hour or so.
Then the show changed. Almost as though it was the blinking of an eye.
It got darker.
A new set of exhibitors came to the fore.
Darker tones. A very stylish palette of colours introduced themselves.
Dark blues, moody blues. Mauve; majestic and seductive was its presence. A splash of shadowy mysterious blacks. Their fusion was captivating.
The clouds had disappeared. They had bowed out with grace.
This presentation continued until the new day began to reveal its face, which it did without fail.
Appreciation; that was the word that lingered on the lips of the audience.
Delighted, eagerly anticipating the next exquisite show.
Submitted by Demola, The Collective
There was a rumour.
That the clouds and sky had decided to stage a show.
They had conspired to get together.
A collaborative showcase.
They were aware that the sun was slowly retiring for the evening.
Setting on a city that boasts heritage.
The artistic conductor had auditioned and overseen the main protagonists of colour.
His carefully selected arrangement was a sight to behold.
A palette of colour - that included the following; calm greys, deeper greys. Pastel blues, navy blues, light and pretty blues. Lily whites, silvery whites, chalky whites... White was the dominant colour that served to be the main canvas that supported the rest.
They complimented one another in a tender and respectful manner.
Meandering along, slowly and gently.
It was apparent that they wished to be seen.
A peacock high up in the sky.
They were aware that they looked good.
It was hard to disagree.
For those looking up - all you could do was marvel at the wonderful spectacle.
How could something so beautiful be at one's disposal like this.
Free of charge.
There to be enjoyed - for those that take the time.
The colours moved and weaved in between one another like highly skilled balletic dancers.
This procession of beauty lasted for an hour or so.
Then the show changed. Almost as though it was the blinking of an eye.
It got darker.
A new set of exhibitors came to the fore.
Darker tones. A very stylish palette of colours introduced themselves.
Dark blues, moody blues. Mauve; majestic and seductive was its presence. A splash of shadowy mysterious blacks. Their fusion was captivating.
The clouds had disappeared. They had bowed out with grace.
This presentation continued until the new day began to reveal its face, which it did without fail.
Appreciation; that was the word that lingered on the lips of the audience.
Delighted, eagerly anticipating the next exquisite show.
Submitted by Demola, The Collective
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