Inspired by all three images
How We See Them
Our basest natures conjure up
the one-legged imps, foul-smelling
creatures of the night,
and grief-stricken women in white,
who tend the ill with guilt-tinged care–
but the white-maned waves gallop
across the world, into the air, magnificent,
the swiftest creatures,
nature and imagination, alive.
For Paul Brookes’ Folktober Challenge. You can see the images and read the responses here.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Yes, just occasionally we conjure up something lovely 🙂
True. Thank you. 🙂
I’d like to chase the “white-maned waves” for a time. I think it would do me good.
I hope you get a chance, Liz! Thank you!
You’re welcome, Merril!
I like the transition from dark to light. (K)
Thank you, Kerfe.
I love how you built from our basest natures to something which transcends them!
Thank you so much, Ingrid! 😊
You always send me to look at the images from which you conjure your magic. I liked the “white-maned waves” too – such a cleverly rhyming poetic image
Thank you very much, Derrick! 😊