Saturday, 4 March 2017

Ghostling



























I forced myself to kneel, when I did not wish to kneel.
He had me pray when I did not know the words.
I was crying for a god unknown whom I had slept with in the cradle,
And when I stood to leave red butterflies flew from my skirts, spraying me with earth.

















The Outfit
Victorian Silk Satin Ballgown passed down from Granny Kiki
Red Faux Fur Hooded Coat just seen from Hell Bunny



The Music
Arvo Part - My Heart Is In The Highlands



Poem written by me



All photos taken by me, very quickly during naptime on New Year's Day, on my dodgy little camera




































3 comments:

  1. Like a storybook. Beautiful.

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  2. Magical. And how special to have your Granny's ballgown.

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  3. So glad I dropped in to see this beautiful dress. I love your poem.
    xo
    Lynn
    ps - I hope life is being good to you and that your babies are fine!

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