Poem -

the terrible trees

the terrible trees

Everything sets when the sun
goes to bed
Safety in numbers in houses in
heads
Nothing to hurt us as stories are
told, to the child in ourselves
As we shelter from cold in the
Light, In the night, as the world
makes its way
To darkness, To blackness 
And shuns away day
And all we good people lay heads
Down and Pray
That some god will keep all the
monsters away and
sleep safe,

M ~
artwork my own

 

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Marion

Rory  you may have had a few whisky's here😆🤩 but I don't care I'm keeping your beautiful comment anyway...thankyou
hugs x

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Bernadete van d...

This is one of the scariest things I've seen lately. So, you draw as well,
what a talented lady you are. This's a sad poem. I hope you soon feel happy 
and wear again your "Flowered Dress". Greetings dear Marion.

 

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Marion

Hello Bernadete, yea I flick some paint into canvas now and again. I love that you find it scary...thankyou!!! Hugs x

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Shirley Harrison

Wow I'm glad I'm only reading this now, a frightening scene and what a wonderful dark piece of art. Kudos dearest Marion. 🌹 

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Marion

Thanks Shirley, glad everything went OK for you today...hugs x

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Pratibha Savani

Hi Marion! Wow I love your abstract art! I had no idea you were an artist too! This is a clever dark write with an eerie tone. The magic of your lines are still strong and I love reading your thought provoking writes. 
I hope all is well with you. Your friend Pratibha x

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Marion

Hi love...Nice to see you back on here. I'm not an artist but I sometimes splash paint around on a canvas lol. Thanks P x

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Shaun Cronick

A dark and a spooky sense foreboding write here Marion with a picture that seems to eerily reach out, like your poem, towards readers and pull them in for what is offered up.
Am keeping my fingers crossed for that said god to appear.
A great picture you have painted here-in more ways than one.👍
Thanks Marion and hugs at you :) xx
 

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Marion

Shaun, i hope you get this reply as your comment didn't come through to my inbox I'm only now seeing it on here. And after that ramble I just want to say thankyou sincerely for taking the time...always always appreciated X

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Shaun Cronick

Marion I got it!
And always good to read you and now to view your art.
Always a pleasure my talented friend. xx

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