Another Haunted Lullaby…I don’t know the reason or the rhyme

I welcome you, reader, to The Haunted Lullaby. A twisting, turning narrative, where the road begins but never ends and stairs and doors lead to no where. A place where reason and emotion meet somewhere in between. Here, bounds are non-existent and ideas are limitless. Insightful perspective, poetry and random thoughts will all be shared. Feedback and comments are encouraged as then the real fun begins.

The rules are simple:

1. Think outside the box

2. Write freely

3. Keep it clean

4. Discussion, disagreement, and banter are encouraged but personal attacks will not be tolerated

5. Have fun

So come one, come all, let’s think, write, and share. If you like the blog, tell a friend and give it a “follow”, and come ready to discuss. If you don’t like it, then share with an enemy, and I’ll try do better next time.

We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems

Ode by Arthur O’Shaughnessy


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