Thursday, April 12, 2012

Ice Screams


RUBY TUESDAY

ICE SCREAMS

Edvard Munch might crack a grin
Or he might be dismayed
If he saw these ice-cube shapes
That some inventor made.
Like skulls they rattle in a drink,
Preferably one that's red.
How would you feel about swallowing one,
A little Screaming Head?
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                                           Brenda Bryant

MORNING MOON

The rising sun floods the sky with pink,
Yet still the night's full moon,
Sails on, majestic, up above,
To be extinguished, soon.
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1 comment:

MARGARET GOSDEN 2 said...

Yes, I like this one and the photo!