I don’t believe in haunting
ignore the seasonal hype
wish the woman in the graveyard
would stop wailing every night
Someone get the girl a coat
doesn’t she feel the creeping cold?
And when I call the police on her
why do they look at me like I’m crazy old?
(Spending way too much time wiling away the hours.)
*smile*
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Stunning image and I love the witty poem, VJ!
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Thanks Eugi. Good to change up the tone
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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All this is so fantastic, VJ! Fun!!
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Thanks Eilene!
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Beautiful words, amazing art. 😊
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Thanks 😁
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Love the poem…but the image? Ohhh….what’s the medium, VJ? I love the stained glass-like illusion and the haunting image — hovering by the monument in the center.
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Thanks. I use a couple of editing apps – Befunky and PhotoLeap. It’s fun to cut and paste images.
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Pretty stunning, I say. You’re soooo talented. Hugs to you today! 🥰
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😘
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I got a big kick out of your poem. I love the image, too.
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Thanks Liz. Glad I could raise a smile
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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Your poem made me smile. The rhyming endings fit the tone so well. And I like the fractured art – reminding me of tombstones aging and hauntings…
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Thanks Sarah!
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