By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…

The storm of the night abated to t… Silver lining of clouds highlighte… deep dark canvas above... soon to bare clear starry sky with twinkling stars

What does inspire you? Is it the thought of someone who suffers from illness, from grief of misfortune, a lost love, a spell?

The vomit turned bile the beddings stained soiled repeatedly Sweated profusely followed with chills and pain.

I remembered the rise and fall of… that gloomy afternoon... I took a closer look at you in the hospital bed where you lay.… Your beautiful face was swollen

The caveat is expanding chasm in the mountain— where raging lava forging through to freedom.

Coloring books were so much fun! As a child, I kept my colors insi… I was good at that! Afraid to go haywire, I also drew my lines

The rice laid on the mat, While it dried under the sun. I sat on my father’s lap, as I read from book of John. My sister played nearby

Up on the Aratiles tree, the little girl shouted to thee. “Red berries are now ready, get the basket, come and see!” Under the Aratiles tree,

The rich, brown, chocolate feasts my eyes... The sweet delicious aroma lingers in the air... Melted creamy

The proud man came to preach endlessly he speaks of life he’d rather choose to second

The marmalade sky Extends to the horizon Violets and blues Shaded the canvas’ hues Sun...sets incredibly soon.

With your mystical gaze Love hovered so divine. In your amber-brown eyes, The warmth... I felt as you gazed upon mine.

Gargoyles by Imrogue Grotesque layers horrifying, freakish to sight

I packed to Oz late afternoon... in rainbow-colored hot air balloon I said goodbye to nobody... wearing something oh so gaudy! I landed on the Munchkin land...