Friday, August 19, 2016


[image 'blame it on the moon' from google dot com]

Sing sweetly so for prithee tis night
Where such of dark shadows ply thee
Susurrations eerie stay thy trade
For fading light and sighing might
Appear adventurers apples be offered
From unseen hands clear ethereal sight
NIGHT ROMPS © gillena cox 20160819

Blog hopping to Sanaa's prompt
On Popular Demand – Lets gather around for some ghost stories – [8]

[my video of choice]


[aboriginal art from google dot com]

Music screeched to crescendos with tentacles
Wrapping spider's webs in diaphanous songs
The aliens had landed

Mother ship pods shaking giant red bean heads
Chattered verso lilting verbs in naming things
The beginning was near

Partying dog-eared dorks, hot lava like gyrations
Moved eager wallflowers to early Autumnal wilts
Heavens gates were closing
TOPSY TURVY TURNING TALES © gillena cox 2016

Blog hopping today in response to Fireblossom's prompt
Perchance To Dream
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

[My video for choice today]