Colourful Yarmouth

Colourful Yarmouth

Barbara Wei

Nov 2017

Design/ Photography/ Travel

It is really lovely to have a day of escape from your normal life.

Great Yarmouth is well-known for its historic attractions, features the historic rows (narrow streets) and the main tourist sector on the seafront.

There is nothing here only the colors, which give me a nice day-off.

3 The reason why I still open my eyes is for the shock of the colours.

-Nichole R.

Rainbows sit high Imagination glides down their backs and it scars hearts after reaching a high, nothing matches that Missing something now.

The paint, it trickles down and melts eyes its canvas pain, it paints it gray.

To my fickle sea.

Poking holes in wishes you receive The colors of the bay, they float away Black and White is an infinite abyss Lose yourself in the grace of it.

No in between, just keep your eyes wide you'll see nothing.

The sand at your feet The glass and rocks that glaze the earth, always find a way to cut their grace.

Don't pray too hard for me.

Search through your garden the size of a thumbtack the flowers rise over your head.

Trees of candy cane sprout before your eyes You can't see what another sees, no one to know what you know.

Taking a step inside an orchids stem and tip-toeing down through the veins of its petals the purple and gold they all bleed through your mind.

5 Form and shape the world which you dance along, thoughts of blowing breezes send your thoughts along their way into this endless sea.

Watch the lines write themselves into darkened corners.

The bright and shining sun could change your world.

Swirling and spiraling staircases send you downwards without a thought, no stopping the whirl-pool once your slipping under.

An octopus would take you in and with every one of his eight arms he caresses your pain away showing real effort in his cause those who impress, settle at unrest Watch as the berries erupt and bloom crawl along the lines mazes of blue and red know there is no way to succeed.

Watch as the bumblebees sneeze with their noses covered in yellow dreams. they pack it in with their toes in teams A great glass lake, to skate along the ripples She falls along each crease, stumbling and tumbling between each droplet.

The clouds fly high above her head, they gaze upon her flowing gown.

They cry sad tears when they see her eyes drowning her futures in their skies, flowing and crashing and thrashing.

With an umbrella, float away above the days when everything turned out wrong.

The great glass lake serves true, until you skip the rock of inferiority along its reflection.

The shatter will fly all about.

That is the point at which it ends Everything you know is then contradicted and compromised Your own description shattered Stones drop from high heights out of clouds with heavy hearts waiting to smash this dream.

Great glass lake shines on.

- The Reluctant Ballerina

by Greg Maroney

7 The morning sun rays bathing the soul Waking it up from the dreaming consciousness Eyes soaking in the awakened beauty Taking off the cover of night, to reveal a new day Sun rays swathing over the valley A watercolor painting over the Earth’s canvas Vivid colors are splashed to create a spectacle to behold A wave of warm embrace caresses us As we get ready to rise up to the occasion To usher a new day and new dreams in our heart -Daybreak by Amitav Radiance

Hi this not goodbye just won't say as you go on your way have a nice day -Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr