Step up now! Don't be shy! Come see the Magnificent Skeleton Parade! See them shake, rattle and dance. With top hats bouncing. Canes twirling. Trumpets blare. Drums declare. Marching there! Dem bones. Dem bones. Dem dry bones! This image is called Dem Bones. Okay, so I broke my #sixwords rule on that last line but …
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Buddha Rocks – No Blur to Blur
My lonely tracks yearn for steam. Whistles and thunder. Passengers and hope. No steel wheels on polished rails. No clickety clack on train tracks. Golden age ransacked. Speed and haste. Raging silence conquers desire for motion. Long time to sit and wait. Graced by tormenting blur. Swift. Silent. Memories are relinquished by passing time. Clacker …
Buddha Rocks – Where Zombies come from.
Check out. Check in. Slumber. Awaken. No pool. No WiFi. No rest. Chill of night. Groan and shiver. Midnight's hour is close at hand. Rattle your bones. Hunger for flesh. No mere graveyard but Zombie Hotel. This image is called Where Zombies come from. If you’d like to join in get yourself over to BuddhaRocks …
Buddha Rocks – Vine Arch
An arch to you and me. See with untarnished imagination. Wonder awaits. Dying opalescent sun diffuses delicate shadows. Subtle scintillating laughter betrays impish trickery. Dazzling lights invite. Trumpets. Streamers. Carnival. Enter the gateway. Pixie Winter Wonderland. This image is called Vine Arch. If you’d like to join in get yourself over to BuddhaRocks at deviantArt, …
Buddha Rocks – The Old Fridge
Dappled sunlight bathes old fridge coffin. Chilled ghosts linger. Milk. Cheese. Ham. A rusted hulk. Abandoned. Forgotten. Woeful. The Earth reclaims everything in time. For now old fridge has purpose. Wildlife seek sanctuary. Copper arms welcome. This image is called The Old Fridge. If you’d like to join in get yourself over to BuddhaRocks at …
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