I was led to the gallows Gruffly, by indifferent men Who’d learned not to feel. They pushed me forward, So that I would climb the steps. When I reached the top, The hangman looked into my eyes. “How are you?” he said. “Pardon me,” I…

i crash landed and found youth on the day bed. i spent days wasting my eyes looking at the sun. rotate me and sacrifice me, my head is torn in different directions. misled you and washed you in acid rain, took all the bone out…

Heart sends blood to brain Brain sends message to body Body runs away   Antoinette LeRoux © 2016 Image courtesy of TheAtlantic.com

The New Red A concrete forest’s Red Riding Hood has enlisted her helpers. Who better than sly red trickster fox to sniff round corners, in building stoops for shifty wolves? Who better than big black bear to shelter and protect? Off to Granny’s they go….

Imagine if you will a fox brilliant and beautiful walking down a street, right on a sidewalk, behind him a painted building wonderfully neat, With trees and flowers to enhance the already stunning view, I have more to describe , my eyes tell me that…

Little brightly colored blocks Eagerly I play with you Great creations put away Only when my fun is through

at one point, it was all three…

It is the middle of the night and hearts are breaking all over the world the bars have closed and the drunks have walked home, shed their skins, and passed out on delicious pillows the night is slowly going to sleep and I am wide…

Laughing madcap with twisted grin Man or mannequin, hatter or hare? Needless cruelty or practical joke? Omens in limerick, answers in riddles Pallid painted harlequin

Not my genre   I find it hard to describe art, that I can’t get into. No offense to the painter, it’s all good and in the pupils to remember.