Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
For everything, down to the scribbles.
I also wrote a few poems last night. Someone mentioned that one of my poems made them think of Shel Silverstein art, and Where the Sidewalk Ends is one of my all-time favorites. I remember reading them once a week in 2nd grade. Don't remember much else from that grade. Anyways, I thought a colorful version of that kind of art style would be perfect for PBK and decided to use AI to see how that would look....[[|:-) The Cloak of Smoke The Cloak of Smoke, Was thought at first to be a joke. It billows well and makes you choke, Giving you the fear you’ll croak. It helps to keep the bugs away, Its atmosphere is cloudy day, It won’t protect you from melee, This Cloak of Smoke that’s colored grey. It’s nifty but has pros and cons, The cloak pin’s big and made of bronze, It sometimes thins but more respawns, Specifically while the morning dawns.
