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




































6 comments:

  1. Like a storybook. Beautiful.

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    1. Thank 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.

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

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    1. Thanks Radostin, hope you're doing well and life is colourful and beautiful as ever!

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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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    1. 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!

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