like limpid fluid…

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Like limpid liquid, Bob Boy poured into the crystal clear dimension where his distinct family awaited him. His limpid clarity illuminated each scribe as his translucent spirit shifted by, see-through music pulsating in the realm of rhythm’s flourishes. Luminous wings fluttered as he passed, feathers reaching out, offering themselves to be carved into quills for the angel master arriving. Colors of the rainbow arranged themselves in bows to the sun. Unclouded resonance settled in the Heavens. Bob Boy was home.

poem by Jeanne Poland April 11, 2019 in memory of Bob’s Passing in Providence RI

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Bob in real space

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created by Bob Boyajian

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Alphabet by Bob Boyajian

 

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