carnival
a collab
a threadbare cloak —black as night a mask worn of bone white clay scintillant eyes reflecting torchlight —as they carry love away … … … … … … blank tears ooze out of empty eye slits —(being) nothing but a wavering void behind the mask a blurry hole constantly devouring flickering instability indistinct —ghost … … … … … … Ponte dei Sospiri a bridge of sighs where ephemeral souls —go to die each archway a limestone framed portrait —a memento mori of tragedy … … … … … … black eyes burn through the veil —semiconsciously meandering an ambiguous haze —those eyes she craves
(art by Thomas Blackshear II) … rippling wavelets of memory stippling the moonlit canal —love unmasked cradled in my arms a forever farewell —at Carnevale … … … … … a kaleidoscope of iridescent colors appears —out of the mist buzzing around her as she starts to dance laced in feathers ferocious in disguise —a gloomy shadow







Thanks Betty 🖤🙏😊
Bravo…nice surprise…perfectly done 😊✨🙃😊 lovely ain’t it?