but where am i supposed to get wool of bat and eye of newt?

(Angelina, magician's assistant)

epiphany

garden gnome

Rabia lesliei




Aloe swynnertonii


Aloe thraskii


Datura seed pod

Pachypodium lamerei

house

gnome

Young and Old Concominantly

(a small homage to roxana's beautiful blog)



And if I told you I could feel past days pressing on my skin, you would accuse me of being insincere. Yet, age old habits die hard. I have meticulously recorded your footprints on my chest, but they never last longer than the fading din of your voice.









You ask about voices? I have no need for the garrulousness of others. As dark clouds scud by, I drown the chatter with hisses and frothy hums . Perhaps it is Gallipoli this time.









Night falls and I regress to boyhood. All evidence of the past has been erased. I feel nothing ... what a glorious ascent. But now, I hear that raucous hum, and the salty breeze batters my face, its soporific charm outmaneuvering my will to resist till another halcyon dawn ebbs at my tar-stained feet.

Why do you call this 'georges seurat at the beach?' Can you point us in the right direction?