Taste of Bone

RDP Wednesday – GLEAN

Bones are porous  and that means that if you touch one to your tongue it will stick.

It’s science. I learned it from a book about forensic anthropology by William Maples and when the opportunity presented itself, I tried it.

It turned out to be true and it wasn’t as gross as touching your tongue to the business end of a 9 volt battery- don’t ask.

So here’s to you my bone licking friends in Forensic Anthropology and Archaeology – because  I thought those of us from Funeral Services were all alone on the odd side.

That’s okay, it was getting a little predictable at our end of the table anyways.

For the rest of you here are some pictures of bones- and I guess you could ask yourself:

Do I dare?

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Photo A.M. Moscoso

My Monsters

I wanted to craft a story

with ink, with needles with thread

I wanted to craft a story about

monsters and graveyards and the living dead.

I wanted to carve a story on bone, on stone on the insides of

my eyelids

I wanted to write a story

but the words

are staying out of my head.

The cowards.

Hail To The King, Baby

The son of Seti,  he is considered to be  be the  greatest of all the Pharaohs-Ramesses II ( Ancient Egyptian: “Ra is the one who bore him” )

Pharaoh  by the time he was 20, he reigned for over 66 years and died at the age of 90.

As was the custom,  Ramesses was mummified so that each night his BA would recognize and be able to rejoin his KA ( earthly self ) and he would be continue his life in the next world.

Today I am here to take the position that Ramesses achieved  his goal- he does indeed live again- he has a passport and he has traveled this Earth by earthly means.

Hail to the King, Baby.

 

 

Halloween Wishes

Photo by Michael Morse on Pexels.com

Will any super heroes, super villians

or princesses from the Sea

knock on my door hold out their bags

and cry out Trick or Treat?

 

My dog is dressed in a pirate hat

my cat is sporting gargoyle’s wings

and I am dressed up like a ghost

we’re ready for Halloween.

 

My Jack O Lantern is lit

my trees are hung with bones

my demons are in the attic

my zombies are lurking  downstairs.

 

We’re all eagerly  waiting

for someone to appear

to knock on our door

so that we will know-

Dinner is served.

 

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

 

My Halloween Tree!

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I’ve joined the club and put up a Halloween Tree!

I struggled with what kind of tree I wanted and of course the bigger plan at work was could I find one that I could keep up year round because I am sort of a spooky yet whimsical weirdo at heart.

Well guess what, I found one and oh happy day it turned out to have a lot of promise and it was even better then the picture on line promised.

I paired it up with a couple of fun skeletons and towards the back is a candle holder that is shaped like a human skull and has this rich earthy cinnamon smell  ( and I haven’t even lit it yet ) as opposed to the light scent you run across.

I’m not sure where the skelotons came from, or the candle because Luis gave them to me as gifts, but here’s where I got the tree.

Happy Almost Halloween!

amm