~Sleep without Peace~ |
It was a moonless night, thee darkness was at its deepest.Not a house was litand thee Village was asleep.
At thee end of thee villagethee graveyard and thee playground,near thee river and thee willows...
Posted by ~BoneYard Bitch~ on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 06:33:00 PST |
"Ring around thee rosie... |
Every child has happily joined hands with friends and recited thee familiar nursery rhyme, "Ring around a rosie, a pocket full of posies. Ashes, ashes, we all fall down." Few people realize to what th...
Posted by ~BoneYard Bitch~ on Wed, 24 May 2006 01:02:00 PST |
Still waiting for him... |
I step across darkened doorMy eyes pop open wide.I stand in silence, peering roundMy amazement I cannot hide.
I have once again found him.
I now can rest my weary mind...
He has a black so...
Posted by ~BoneYard Bitch~ on Tue, 17 Jan 2006 01:10:00 PST |
