It Sounds Kooky, I Know

RDP Friday: KOOKY

Day (Le Jour), from the series, Dreams (Songes), plate VI
Odilon Redon1891

 

My foundation is cracked

my joints are failing

the windows to my soul are growing weak and dim

sometimes when people look at me, they draw back and walk around me

some of them make the sign of the cross, or whisper to their God to help them move

faster along their way.

 

Do you know that they are smart and sensible?

I’m a living, breathing haunted house

who takes the train to work everyday

and faithfully walks her dog, even in the rain and the snow

because he loves it.

Umberto Boccioni, Dynamism of a Woman’s Head

Double Cross To Flashback Friday

For Fandango’s Flashback Friday I dug up  fun little post I wrote back in 2017- wow was I in a mood- LOL.

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Cross

double cross

triple cross

 

Cross your heart you’ll hope you die

before I stick a needle in your eye.

Of all the streets you could have crossed

mine is the one where you will be lost.

 

Cross

double cross

triple cross.

 

Cross my chest and you will die

stick a needle in your eye.

I used to play cards with the Devil

and

I always

won.

 

Cross

Double Cross

Triple Cross

 

No heart to cross and that’s no lie

no needles for me

I have no eyes

but

I

Will

Find

You.

 

Cross

Double Cross

Triple Cross.

 

Promise.

Julia

Daily Post Prompt: Crossing

 

My Sleeping House

RDP Monday: BROOM

Gertrude Abercrombie

Brush away the cobwebs from  the dark corners in my attic?

Sweep away the dust that twinkles like far away stars in an inky black midnight sky from my cracked windows and scarred woodwork?

Open the doors, all of the doors even the ones that creak  and squeak on their rusted hinges all on their own?

Why on Earth would I take a broom to my house and risk waking it up? Can you tell me? Why would I do that?

Why?

Even a dead house deserves to rest in peace

no matter how awful it was in life.