Salty tears streaming down cheeks the edge of a blade in starlight blinking blue eyes. Morning dew and cobwebs doused in rain like glue in nursery gold and blue; sunshine on water Dorothy's shoes. Gold. WP #1 - all that glitters. Link your response to this prompt in the comments Image credit.
He claimed 'All the world's a stage' Yet at land's end We lay our scene With players above And sea below.
The toxicity of lilies has been pronounced, Deathly infection, base venom Pulsing through the lily-white skin Filling beautiful people to the brim. But it was you who once wrote Of direst cruelty And it is with this I charge Mother Nature. My dandelion, pus yellow Scruffy, torn, forlorn in a farcical bed of beauty Wondering … Continue reading Weeds
They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others … Continue reading Sonnet 94