‘Though born to mock with smug grin
And no hope to get truth through corrupt skull
Note calls of “Fire!” (liar)
Spikes of honour catch the eye within the memo
Delete? Too early to say
It’s a bit of a mish-mash, today’s post.
Debbie’s word for One Word Sunday over on Travel With Intent is ‘Skull’ and I know for a fact that I don’t own any photos of skulls, real or otherwise, and I can’t see any reason of me stumbling across one for a photo opportunity anytime soon. So, I had a photo lined up of Prickles, a tiny tiny dragonfly I once knew, for Becky’s #SpikySquare March challenge, over on The Life of B. Aha! I thought, as I squinted, and focussed on the space behind my computer screen whilst looking at Prickles’ head; I can almost see a skull there.
The link was made. I very often go out on a limb with these photo challenges… today I’m going out on a head.
I then included the words ‘Skull’ and ‘Spike’ into Brenda’s list, from The Sunday Whirl, and came up with the five lines above. I’m sure they’ll make sense in the Universe somewhere. Limbs, spiky legs and wings, and heads are all very useful at times.
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