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The barge was a cherry red upon those sunlit waters.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 9, 2020.
The barge was a confident celebration of colours, the kind of red that invited summer blooms and London buses to play in my imagination. It had a splendid sash of gold that wrapped around the bow and beneath that was the blue of every perfect sky.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, March 17, 2019.
The barge sat upon the water as if it were so proud of its inertia.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 9, 2020.
The barge had every intention of obeying Newton's laws, especially the one about remaining still unless a force compelled it to move.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 9, 2020.