Michael Allyn Wells

Magpie 284 writing prompt Here, we've come to fullness.   We come to the clay shaped  by the hands of God.       To folds...

Bond of Union - 1956 - M.C. Escher It seems hard to acclimate themselves. Each questioning their bearings.  Each unwinding thei...

The shear delight in soft white. A burst of morning on my horizon. Dangling, delicate, delicious. Woven  intricacies of light and s...

Starry Night By Alex Ruiz Where have I hid from the wonders. All above me the night is Calypso. I am Odysseus transfigured. ...

My Bed by Tracey Emin It's is my world my boxing ring my respite my motel-hotel away from things- My grunge stage my drink...

Feast in the House of Simon - 1610, El Greco It was evident Simon's house was the place to be this day. More then one Ap...

It's morning you've got everything I've got nothing You've got work chatter at the water cooler lunch somewhere-  ...

Phare de La Jument off the coast of Brittany by Jean Guichard With a ravenous roar a hungry ocean tries to swallow it whole. ...

image by Sarolta Ban He hides his nervousness behind a Mercurochrome mask feels the grittiness of a public humiliation ju...

The assemblage from aerial view a train wreck pickup sticks wool coat camel hair pigmentation cans and pans a handle here and the...