echoing voices penetrate the depths of each crevasse burrowed into me my heart drips and oozes with hurt adversity encasing it in a pandora’s box filled with bittersweet futures encouraging my bloodlust this time, … Continue reading pills nor potions
life – climbs, stumbles to the moon. but the climax plummets and inevitably life will too. black and white banners mark its halt and the finish line but oh was the journey majestic and the athlete triumphant goldenchild31 Continue reading the majestic end
skin deep chestnut cracked and dehydrated crimson canopies burning catching alight as they brush the sun goldenchild31 Continue reading crimson canopies
enveloped in lilac flower are the faeries awaiting an agapanthus bloom goldenchild31 In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.” Continue reading enveloped
monotone canvas painted a hostile obsidian with raven feathers enclosing, protecting the wet acrylic pure, rich black one inconsistency: a dirty yellow moon unfulfilled, floating. an accident on a monotone canvas goldenchild31 Continue reading monotone canvas
an infinite mass of deep blue occult and mystery ever resonant flavours in an unfathomable abyss gradually melting into the depths of the earth goldenchild31 Continue reading into the depths
ivory saffron melts into lilac blush fragile fingers, blemished reach towards a luscious nectar effervescent champagne tears dapple wounded petals verdant greens contrast starkly goldenchild31 Continue reading ivory saffron
titian blush seeps through ethereal clouds igniting, smoldering gliding across forest canopies. mystery of decrepit dwelling its occult its secrets concealed by twilight at witching hour goldenchild31 Continue reading witching hour
the flickering heartbeat of the shutter captures memoirs of our life light, playful bouncing, invading reflecting, enhancing our recollection of the most extraordinary memories goldenchild31 Continue reading capture a memory
flush of vermilion spatters across a field as trigger pulled eagle soars paced for the kill rooted deep in the heart of khaki soldier courage sacrifice innocence mateship bounds his ashes even at dusk. gaunt figures vermilion flushed are ragdolls smiling ghosts who fought for our freedom will be ever alive in our thoughts lest we forget goldenchild31 Continue reading flush of vermillion
the undergrowth. 