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
Like a storybook. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Melanie! Hope all's going well - you look as strong and revolutionary as ever in your blog! I don't often get to look at it now but always love it when I do.
DeletePrazer não te conhecia mas parece que o vestido é teu ficou perfeito o efeito as cores a luz o cenários tu está lindo
DeleteMagical. And how special to have your Granny's ballgown.
ReplyDeleteThanks Radostin, hope you're doing well and life is colourful and beautiful as ever!
DeleteSo glad I dropped in to see this beautiful dress. I love your poem.
ReplyDeletexo
Lynn
ps - I hope life is being good to you and that your babies are fine!
Thanks Lynnm I'm really glad you loved the poem, it's an old one that means a lot to me. All good here just super busy - hoping to post again soon. Hope all's well with you!
DeleteThank you for all your efforts
ReplyDeleteI believe there are many people who feel like I read this article!
I hope you continue to have articles like this to share with everyone!
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