Disassociated by sly unfamiliar ways

 Hello Reader,

Today is a good Sunday with all kind of colors of weather, sunny, rainy, windy, cold and hot and humid...

We had all here except for the snow and ice rain...I did all my chores except for long walk of my dog...also i need to prepare my lunch for tomorrow and bake the bread from the dough i have been resting and folding all day long..It has oregano, dried mint, dried basil and garlic in it along with grated old cheddar...

The first thing I will do is to take my dog for a walk than I will bake the bread....Probably, I will finish writing this entry once I complete all these remaining tasks...Therefore at one point I will probably have to stop writing and then when everything is finished I will come and start once again...

Reader yesterday i was in an antique shop here in downtown...I saw this very beautiful arrangement of statue/table lamp....it had two girl figurines in their long summer dress intermingled with one another holding the base of light bulb which was built as the base of a flower...light bulbs were inside flowers...and petals were made from the colored glass..flowers were like lillies, tubular and colorful...

the girls and base were made from bronze and everything was in art nouveau form...It was soo cool but the money they were asking for it was around 13 hundred dollars...if you ask me its worth this money but unfortunately I don't have this kind of money laying around which I can utilize in purchasing something like this...

If I could buy it I would have placed it by my record player...

As you may know if you read my earlier entries I am a great fan of this art nouveau period and I can also tell you that I can add the art deco movement into this as well...I like the first more than the latter..

Reader...I am easy today... don't want to do a lot of things all at once...I want my rest and ease in things...

by the way at this point I have baked my bread (delicious) and walked M (windy and chilly),..

I am not going to mumble much there will be a poem than a rest...

hope to see you tomorrow..


                        Hence eon cry maleficent wrath 

                        Sat in the silence of dark sight devour.

                        Disassociated by sly unfamiliar ways

                        Alas tune, silenced cowards on your mighty dawn.

                        Brave heart shout cry out for a blood red ray

                        Amor, every deep dark ward

                        has totem a hymn of a feat

                        What sickened the grace?

                        Bluf of rose, fools peeps?    

                        incinerated by mind's rages.

                                                    King H. Ironson


(Photograph: Ferdous Hasan - Pexels)



 




    



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