She sat patiently and let the nanofibres of her magnificent Syner body shift to nude. A tattoo of a wild rose nano-formed a winding path …
“When did I realize I was god? Well, I was praying and suddenly I realized I was talking to myself.” / —Peter O’Toole Here is a startling vision of the future where most humans are hosts to self-psychologist programs and someone obvious will want to rule the world from his Gothic moon base.
“Cider,” he said, “Isn’t that just apple juice?” “Oh, no,” I say, “Cider is wild turkeys brazenly crossing the road on the way to Perc…
An apple…the first Temptation / Eve with her wiley ways / Adam had a bite / And they spent the rest of their days / Cast from the Garden of…
Thank you, Earl!!!! / Please check out my friend Earl McCall’s other awesome artwork on the RB / / earl mccall
think pink
The thing is, cliches are cliches, because they’re usually true. / You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone. / Make every day count. October is breast cancer awareness month. Whatever you can do, afford or offer, please give: / National Breast Cancer Foundation / Pink Ribbon / McGrath Foundation
an apple sits on a table / it sits there in stillness / How it is viewed and perceived / is in the mind of the beholder
The Angels took their paintbrushes / One by One / Waiting for the evening / When down went the sun / Flying at the water’s edge / Paintbrush i…
Thank you Sal…Dreamscapes fit so beautifully!!! Please check out Saleire’s other / awesome artwork on the RB
Just suppose we tried to do it. / And I proposed we vied right to it. / And you reposed and cried right through it. Just imagine we got …
But I am done with apple-picking now. / Essence of winter sleep is on the night….
/ Apple Bough...Watercolour on Paper…
I dreamt of candy apples / And my childhood came to mind / Little Billy who loved me / In a different time We were only about ten / And ou…
Routines, rituals, and traditions are good for both your physical and mental health….
After Apple-Picking / / My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree / Toward heaven still, / And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill / Beside it, and there may be two or three / Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough. / But I am done with apple-picking now. / Essence of winter sleep is on the night, / The scent of apples: I am drowsing off. / I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight / I got from looking through a pane of glass / I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough / And held against the world of hoary grass. / It melted, and I let it fall and break. / But I was well / Upon my way to sleep before it fell, / And I could tell / What form my dreaming was about to take. / Magnified apples appear and disappear, / Stem end and blossom end, / And every fleck of russet showing clear. / My instep arch not only keeps the ache, / It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round. / I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend. / And I keep hearing from the cellar bin / The rumbling sound / Of load on load of apples coming in. / For I have had too much / Of apple-picking: I am overtired / Of the great harvest I myself desired. / There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch, / Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall. / For all / That struck the earth, / No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble, / Went surely to the cider-apple heap / As of no worth. / One can see what will trouble / This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is. / Were he not gone, / The woodchuck could say whether it’s like his / Long sleep, as I describe its coming on, / Or just some human sleep... .Robert Frost
And so we sit on the swing waiting for the children to make the long walk up to our old Victorian.
Do you believe in ghosts?
with bird like feet / in fleeting waters
lilith.. was she or was she not the first on earth, or the first woman on earth. do you believe she existed?
lick the sweet sugar
Why an blue glass Apple? Here my version of what really happened to Snow White! On day, when the poor Snow White was alone at h…
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My host contribution to the luscious company of the descriptive writers in the To Market, To Market challenge. Take a peek… jump on board… come play… the next challenge will be launched soon.
the garden of my childhood / weeping willow trees / little children playing / one of those children…me / lilac bushes gathering / a rose bus…
It’s Friday morning / bright and early, just gone five past eight / and I’m sitting staring at my breakfast plate. / I bet you wanna know wh…
The Bumble series, Images to come
Let me just finish cleaning the mirror, / and then my thoughts will be much clearer. / I bet you wanna know why? I had a nasty shock thi…
Images for Bumbles spot coming soon
the sweet smell of home / embraced my very essence / apple pie in the oven / kitchen curtains red and white / Grandma standing at the stove / ...
There are days in our lives that we never forget .. this was one of / those days for me ..
Mrs. Zolton baked her weekly batch of pies; the smell so tantalizing, that Matt and Mark dramatically moaned in ecstasy, (A tale of 2…
For Star Twister 54 – Spring A tale of 2 reprobates who don’t live too far from Twisted Tales group!
*_false assumption for donkey’s years / barking up the wrong tree / we really are apples and oranges? / be out of our tree / time’s made a r…
Featured by Multiracial Beauty -03/10/09 Featured by Nirvana -24/09/09 Dedicated to… Over one million children under the age of sixteen died in the Holocaust – plucked from their homes and stripped of their childhoods, they lived and died during the dark years of the Holocaust and were victims of the Nazi regime …
Consumed by fastidious nesting / her apples expelled by the eager limbs / of a dying season / she dines… Thoughts of shedding / _of exfo…
I wrote this while admiring the beauty of an autumn apple tree. Trying to get inside her root-head. / This poem, upon re-reading, could mean so many different things.
You see we chose to close the door. / A bitter end of unity. / I’m breaking glass across the floor. / It’s helping with my mentality.
It’s a song so have a listen / / The words have been written for a while now… was at the end of a long relationship… / The music, well, I’ve had that too, just had not the time to put it down. / Peace to ya’s :)
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