We shall rejoice
and sit pretty
on forsaken thrones
emblazoned with dirty verses
and guarded
by inky wings.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
After last call
We shall rejoice
and sit pretty
on forsaken thrones
emblazoned with dirty verses
and guarded
by inky wings.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
collective of indie-published writers & readers who want to discover them
I'll write as long as my lines live
Rather than try to interpret this meaning, which you know I love to do, I will just say I love it and I love the picture you chose for it. I think I catch your drift, but I am not going to sully it by guessing out loud.
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A variety of darkness embraced.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
A variety of darkness embraced.
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That image!
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