All I Want for Christmas
All I Want for Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth by Don Gardner All I want for Christmas is my
The Night Before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.The stockings were
The House
The House where Nobody Lives by Tom Waits There's a house on my block That's abandoned and cold Folks moved
Brain Freeze
But theres booze in the blender And soon it will render That frozen concoction that helps me hang on Wastin
The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul
JoJo
White Christmas
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten, and children listen To hear sleigh
Lost Bloom
To Whom The Rose Blooms Most tender lost life- forever in the dust we remember you as you were
Baby Blue Eyes
BLUE EYES Author: Tamara When I look into your beautiful blue eyes I can see the stars twinkling in the
Foggy Gray
Dawn bleeds, stars hide; Foggy gray blue fields Emerge from the Edge of Night. By Mike Garofalo
Run and Jump
I'm posting this picture a little late, it's pretty much too cold to run around in chunky sweaters now. Though
Puppy Love
I will just tell you what this is it's a friend holding a pug puppy you can see his little
Don’t Turn Away
why are you crying? take my hands just don't turn away
stop taking my picture!
camera shy tonight, so i took a whole bunch of pictures *giggle*
Watch for Them
Reptilian shapeshifters are among us... RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!! aaaaaah!!! 🙂
Wiggle Puss
My dog wiggles and wiggles to get out of my husband's iron grip, but RESISTANCE IS FUTILE
SMILE
Smile Smile because it’s contagious Smile because it’s healing Smile because it makes people wonder What you’re thinking. Kaity Larkin
snuggle buggle
The Princess
The Princess lays her head on her silken bed and dreams of those under her stroking her fur but mostly
Forget
Bliss in da house, Say can you feel it, Bliss in da house, Say can you feel it, Bliss in
Don’t Wanna Work
I don't want to work I want to bang on these drums all day Todd Rundgren
Christopher Robin
“It's snowing still," said Eeyore gloomily. "So it is." "And freezing." "Is it?" "Yes," said Eeyore. "However," he said, brightening
Broken
I smiled at my little niece, 6 years old! 'Do the scary face!' I squinched up my nose in her
God’s Hands
My hands are small I know but they are not yours they are my own
Close to my Heart
Is it ok if I hold you next to my heart where I can keep you where you'll always be
Chessboard
Long ago, Alice and the Cheshire Cat sat down for tea with the Mad Hatter and the Doormouse. It was
Tea Time of the Soul
It was a couple of days before Kate Schechter became aware of any of these things, or indeed of anything
The Path
I travel the road set before me Though the destination’s unknown With trust and grim resolution I know I must
Baby Pug
For The Love Of A Pug She knew from the moment she saw your tiny face That you were right
Blue
When the Moon's blushing beams dance down upon your window pane Reflecting an aura of prismed colors around her full
My Red Guitar
I understand you're facing problems inside you A certain difficulty of being that I know too You may ask me
What do you Hear?
What is it like up there above the shut-off level of our simple ears? For us there was no birth
Girl
Like butterflies, little girls need no excuse.
very young
The End When I was One, I had just begun. When I was Two, I was nearly new. When I
Not Scary
I hope that this satisfies one and all that I am not scary 🙂 much.... I tried not to process
I want to sleep
I am not an animal! I am happy every hour of the day. Hey mister! Why's your head so big.
Eyes Wide Shut
Since my last selfportrait scared everybody so badly, I decided to make it up to you by shutting my eyes
Little Red Riding Hood
I, little red riding hood, am shocked at what I find upon entering grandmother's house the scent of cooked meat
Dreaming
When dreamin' I'm guided to another world time and time again at sunrise, I fight to stay asleep coz I
Hoser
Doug McKenzie: I am your father, Luke. Give in to the dark side of the force, you knob. Bob McKenzie:
Yippeeeeee!
When the sun Shines through the leaves of the apple-tree, When the sun Makes shadows of the leaves of the
Premenstrual Tension
THIS IS A SELF-PORTRAIT 🙂
If Only it was Spring…
"You don't understand I could've had class, I coulda been a contender, I could've been somebody... instead of a bum
The Face
Skirt Slut
This is a copy of pugly feet, but she's been mean to me since, so i took out her link
Ghost Dog
It is a good viewpoint to see the world as a dream. When you have something like a nightmare, you
Rainy Day
Talkin' to myself and feelin' old Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothing ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothing to
Leafy
I took a bunch of pictures of my niece playing in the leaves and i forgot to set my camera
Special Place
My husband and I always had sectional couches So we could both lie down and watch tv when we got
Music in Everything
If you listen closely enough Everything has Music
all dead, all dead
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos
Footsies
No Crowds
I have a house where I go When there's too many people, I have a house where I go Where
Chalk Flower
writing in chalk, flowers that are animals, stars that are animals, animals that are boats, corals that are brains, printed
Wolfen
Old Indian: In their world, there can be no lies, no crimes. Edddie Holt: No need for detectives. Old Indian:
Jack-O’s
The old country wives, however, who are the best judges of these matters, maintain to this day that Ichabod was
Looking for Love
She went down to the dark seaweed forest and asked a witch to give her human legs so that she
Self Portrait Challenge
The mysteries of eternity are not known either to you or to me the enigma cannot be read either by
Barking Mad..
The Gargoyle moved around her, making a sound like the old leather couch in the basement. Wings beating gently, allowing
on waking up…
I WOKE UP THINKING THAT YOU WERE STILL HERE...
Blur
we see through a looking glass darkly it's good to squint and see the shine I don't know which i
Shack
I love HDR so much, especially for gray images like this one, I certainly hope it's not going to be
Payback
This is a very unflattering picture of my backside while I sleep... I saw it in my files and yelled
Bird’s Eye View
A BIRD'S PERSPECTIVE by Gregory K. "Everyone came to my bash," said the bird. "I'm adored, as this party confirms.
Fall’s Bloom
This flower attracting, bearing man's blessing and burdens. To be seen in our piety and our complete inadequate nakedness Be
My Guitar…
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the
Side View
Mirror by Sylvia Plath I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see, I swallow immediately. Just
My Desire
Chameleon, by Daniel Green heart, blue skin All these years I fought for you Inside of me: green or blue
out the window
She says being a kid requires thinking time and staring out of windows is part of that. Windows are good
While You Sleep
While You Sleep Another year has come and another one gone Just like the ship that sails alone A gentle
Gazing…
My ever faithful poodle, Crissy, used to love sitting on the back of the couch at my parents house when
it’s hard out there…
Poem by John Masters Another thing I cant quite put into words But I can show you what I am
Date Night
DATE NIGHT Author: Brenda Sparkman There is something special that you and I do, we try to make sure we
Pique
A ferocious beast An owner of humans A killer of toilet paper She sometimes kills tissues, too The queen of
Industry Scape
Prayer of a Truck Driver's Wife Dear Lord, Please bless my husband while he's out on the road. Please protect
Caturday
This image is for Kylie's Caturday! I don't own a cat, but this one happened to cross my path one
Kiss Kiss
That kiss, that kiss That childlike kiss That pecky on the cheek kiss That I am here kiss That who
Mobile Homes
REMORSE -A painful sadness Can’t fit big screen TV through Double-wide’s front door
Play Thing
Chatter like a chimpanzee. Swinging, swinging in a tree, Climbing high, dropping low, Calling to a friend below, "Come up!
No Name
Have you ever noticed how we compartmentalize our lives, separating the years into distinctive blocks of time with concrete beginnings
Venting
How insidious and lamentable the vast factory's pollution and overpopulation disaster more disastrous than all the dead in every human
A Boy and his Dog
He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being: by the way he rests
Come on up…
This world is not my home. I'm just passing through Come on up to the House
Eye See You
Turnaround, Every now and then I get a little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone
The Replacements
I'm putting up another picture for today so that nobody else has to be subjected to dumpster graffiti so there,
Pi
There once was a girl who loved pi I never could quite fathom why To her it's a wonder To
Ride on…. Ride on.
When the two girls were playing dolls in the playground, he would sit on the big rocking-horse, charging madly into
No Birds, No flowers
If there were no birds to cheer in my tears if there were no song to sing a lullaby if
Time to Fish
There was a little kitten, And she did a little fishin', The fish, she dutifully rendered to her mother --
Flower..
I am a kind word uttered and repeated By the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the
Laid
This bed is on fire With passionate love The neighbors complain about the noises they heard You're driving me crazy,
Grow
I liked my husband's hair when it was just growing out, only long enough to change direction under the pressure
The Shave
My husband shaved his head. I tried to talk him out of it, but the call of mid-life was stronger
Suburbia..
Willing to Inch one's way Loosely through Ladles of Inconspicuous Alleys, Meters run out as Suburbia worries, Believing the Universe
Heroin…
To watch a woman dying that wants to live. You look inside yourself and feel ashamed and embarrassed of your
Childless…
What do you ask your God for, at the end of day, Kneeling beside your bed with bowed and hopeless
Hands
I know that I don't know All that I think I know. I know I won't see all of The
Light
by Emily Dickinson There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes
The Factory
we recycle cardboard newsprint & dreams here on the threshhold of oblivion fog drifts across the highway the dark river
Bicycles…
I am not going to put a nice poem with this eeeeevil picture that has kept me up all night