Miscellaneous:

[mistyllspoetry]

Session running with the knife.
Sleeping with the scissors.
Butterfly wings empty to
the town square.
Skulls wrecking the talk
of death.
Bones dancing to the hat
of Jesus.
A cross fake like leaves
of dust.
Autumn's spring blooming
blood for her eyes.
Rebirth oz shoes melting
on the earth.
The trees wait for sadness
without distance or free
fall.
Death the color of us.
The walk to the unknown.
I lost my will.

Running with the knife
don't follow me again.
The ghost of you is
shadowing life.
The moon half full with
junk food and hearts
of trash.
Yellow sun the willow
spoons crying rust.
Country roads of trust.
Lovers of dogs and reckless
cat prints.

I buried the knife no more
running alone.
Deep into the ground
the flowers kept
evil in.
There is sin.
I wait.
I have the nail hammering
the delicate face of
change.
Murder is an excuse.
Life is a frame.
I dusk the image
to pray.
The images of the past
instant and shown.

[MsJacquiiC]

abstract collage
menagerie of dark truth
the sun, the decrepid moon, the silent star,
the even darker bosom of day,
night smiling whole teeth,
yet Jesus has a hat.

Interesting concepts
Nice abstract.

Thanx for the sharing!

Jacquii.