Emerald Fantasy

Weird shapes pass before me
     vanish ere I scream 

   Storms form, Dublin down
     ~ ghosts in sleeveless gowns
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Lawless Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 8:41 PM
The just be the we people....the devilish Leprechauns taunting you with their "pot-a-gold"
Wolf Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 9:19 PM
Ay, John, me lad. Ye've seen the little lepryclowns in their stretch tights! Good for ye. An remember: A stout mug of ale'll fix whatever's ailin' ye!
Sands Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 5:16 AM
Yes, a spooky fantasy Gershon :)
Wolf Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 8:26 PM
A spooky one from a cooky one (i.e., me).
Tor Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 1:29 AM
Halloween already nooo. Sounds spooky to me...
Wolf Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 8:25 PM
Halloween? Why not? The weather's right in Chicago today...
Hawkins Avatar
June 11, 2023 at 8:09 PM
Don't be frightened, Gershon, they are armless.
Wolf Avatar
June 12, 2023 at 8:25 PM
I so enjoy your dry wit, Shirley! Blimey!
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