Photo(s) for Six Word Saturday
Photo of a seed sculpture for six word Saturday?
Photo diptych for Twosome Tuesday
Certainly not violins and strings could be doves cooing even the sound of one hand clapping* against another’s; pat-a-caking with the baker’s man or echoing that indian love
(1) The sculpture Ugly with sin and savage as an infidel seed of a sorceress in league with a devil yet lord of this Island by a mother’s will she who’d ask the moon
breaking the tide line seawater curls smooth lathery lips over a jagged shelf, shingle and shells tucked under the breach, it arrives edges closer curious as a calf trembling and torn between hoof and