Seven Days,Seven Black And White Photos. Day 5

‘SEVEN DAYS. SEVEN BLACK AND WHITE PHOTOS OF YOUR LIFE.

NO PEOPLE. NO EXPLANATION. CHALLENGE SOMEONE NEW EACH DAY’

Today, I challenge Sue Vincent of The Daily Echo.

Copy and paste the above discription with your photos and tag me so I see your entry.

😊

Thanks to Kat at Like Murcury Colliding. Who nominated me Friday.

All Souls Eve.

Image from Pixabay

Bones creaking, chains are rattling , 

Blood is flowing, spirits battling.

Bats flying pumpkin lanterns glow. 

Ghouls and witches ready to go.

Evil spectres and vampires take flight  

Zombies stir  ready for a wicked night.

Moans and groans all around 

Echoing making spooky sound.

 It is no use to pray this day, 

Unholy things come out to play.

Will we keep our minds intact tonight.

Will our hair turn grey and sense take flight.

Is that Vlad I see planning bad things 

He lookd cute but not to be ignored 

He a devil when he gets bored! 

At his side his best friend, Death 

Leading his horse looking bereft.

On the look out for souls . 

He loves these, eats them whole


Little children unaware

Of the dangers  lurking there. 

Cruising through the streets 

Looking for Halloween treats.

There may be real evil spirits hiding 

Watch out, the Grim Reaper’s out there riding.

So my dear friends I bid you safe ,
At this time of loss of faith. 

Hold on fast to your hearts and souls 

Mind demons don’t poison your bowls.

Tortures horrendous can await 

Behind each door or garden gate. 

You do not want your guts removed 

And served to you upon a plate!

So there is just one thing left to do. 

Climb on my broomstick and shout woohoo!!

woooooooooohoooooooooo

Song Lyric Sunday. Peace. 22/10/17

This week Helen Vahdati has chosen Peace as the prompt for Song Lyric Sunday.

Rules and Pingback Here

I have decided to post  Peace in the valley by The Alabama 3. The song is about what drugs do to you, a lot of their songs are. This one says to me that there comes a point in an addicts life when death is the only way that they can get peace. This is an honest, sad but to the point song. The words are raw I warn now. 

My eldest son introduced me to the Alabama 3. some years ago and I am now a firm fan. Alabama 3 despite their name, style, accents and looks are lads from Brixton London! Read about them here.

For the video I have picked the slower version so you can hear the words.


For whatever reason you refuse to feel this space we’re in

To know it’s insanity, really know it
Whatever your particular anaesthetic is, that you hold onto so desperately
The thing I mean that makes you think you know who you are
Whatever that thing is that you allow to keep you sane
Your ace in your hole
The psyche that keeps you from trying to guess what your pimp has in store for you
Whatever keeps you from screaming out at this very moment in absolute and sheer horror
Whatever you fuck your brain with, whatever that is
Whatever that is
It’s a lie
It’s a lie. “

She spends too much time with herself every night
Just fooling around with her fears
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
Drowning in a bottle of beer
It’s too dangerous just to think about what she might have been
If she’d sung for salvation, if she’d danced on her dreams

But there’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight she’s gonna blow it all away
Lord, she feels so twisted, She ain’t ever gonna fix it
She’s just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day

An’ he don’t know if he’s a communist, a hedonist or a whore
Spent too much time ridin’ on a white line to find the door
An’ if he did and he opened it, he’d find those letters in the hall
But he’s too blind to read between the lines  Cos’ the writings on the wall

There’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight he’s gonna blow it all away
Lord, he feels so twisted, he ain’t ever gonna fix it
He’s just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day

(Let that light shine awhile

Grand old oprie lights are on, Hank Williams on the juke box, we all comin’ home tonight

I’ll tell you dear…)

I got Ecstasy, but I need some company
You got that mystery; Lord I need a plan
All I got is a compromise and a bag full of alibis
Lord, as empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hands

There’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight we’re gonna blow it all away
Lord we feel so twisted, we ain’t ever gonna fix it
We’re just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day

(One more time for the people)

There’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight, we’re gonna blow it all away
You know we feel so fuckin’ twisted, we ain’t ever gonna fix it
We’re just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day. (x3)


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