Outside

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I spend more time outside during Autumn and Winter then I do during the Spring or Summer.

Something about a dark sky filled with black clouds or stars and something about feeling that bite in the air that makes me  squint not in pain but expectation excites me and then it  makes me smile from ear to ear.

I think at those times I look like a skull, sitting on a shelf in a lab hiding in the basement of a castle or a morgue that nobody goes into unless they’re cursed and lack a pulse.

Title: Skull
Creator: Inca culture
Location: Machu Picchu
Provenance: Machu Picchu
Rights: Universidad Nacional de San Antonio Abad del Cusco. UNSAAC
Cultura/Estilo: Inca

Something Plaid

#100DAYSOFHALLOWEEN HAPPY Something Plaid

Of all of Steve Martin’s films, this one wasn’t exactly  one my favorites.

But if you ask me at  Halloween  to think of something  Plaid this is what comes to mind:

Brush With The Past

RDP Monday: BRUSH

Some of my ‘memories that pop up on my FB newsfeed  are more  satisfying brushes with the past then other. For instance,this came through from a Halloween group that I belong to and it was a memory for an album that my Dad broke out for us when we were little.

The album was five or six years old ( 1969-70)  when he gave it to me- which was about 5 years after it’s release date. I’m not sure where he got it from, but there was a big build up for when he played it for the first time with us.

It was the day before Halloween.

After we had finished dinner, instead of turning the tv on,  Dad lit a fire in the fire place and told us to come in. Me and my brother and  little sister and our dog Blackie plopped ourselves in from of the stereo and for the first time ( but not last ) we heard a Halloween ambiance record.

I can’t tell you what it was like for my brother and sister, but it must have been intense because they got scared a few tracks in and ran into our playroom and slammed the door shut.

Me and Blackie sat there in front of the record player, while the night shadows raced around the living room driven into a frenzy, driven on by  the flames in our fireplace and the crackling logs.

The pictures that came into my head with each track should have given me nightmares.

Instead when I went to sleep that night I’m pretty sure I had a smile on my face that stretched from ear to ear-just like the  ones on our freshly carved Halloween Pumpkins downstairs.

00:00 – The Haunted House 02:59 – The Very Long Fuse 04:26 – The Dogs 05:38 – Timber 07:23 – Your Pet Cat 08:12 – Shipwreck 09:50 – The Unsafe Bridge 11:09 – Chinese Water Torture 13:10 – The Birds 13:56 – The Martian Monsters 15:34 – Screams And Groans 16:31 – Thunder, Lightning And Rain 18:31 – Cat Fight 19:08 – Dogs 19:56 – A Collection Of Creaks 21:49 – Fuses And Explosions 22:59 – A Collection Of Crashes 23:44 – Birds 24:17 – Drips And Splashes 25:34 – Things In Space

Let Us Prey

#100DAYSOFHALLOWEEN HAPPY#33

The thing about saying grace is that anyone can  say  them for any reason at all

 

I’ve learned prayers

to protect me from the dead

to chase away evil

to forgive my sins.

I’ve said grace

over meals

before journeys

 before I  fall asleep.

 

I sang those  prayers

raged those prayers

obediently

past gritted teeth

through the darkness

into the next  day.

 

So who will stand over me

after I’ve died

and ask that I sleep

forever

God let it be

forever

will they prey that I do not rise

and that I never walk again.