Braggart. By themischievousannaFebruary 28, 2016 ( 5 ) Talking to encrust, My actions in Dazzle dust, But other tellings, Take ears too And my failings, Resurface black Anew. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: art, fairytale, Fiction, fiction&poetry, morals, painting, philosophy, photography, poetry, Politics, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Serial Killer Self Care. By themischievousanna2 weeks ago Perpetually Flooding. By themischievousanna1 month ago Heirloom Weight. By themischievousanna2 months ago 5 comments › Seán Maguire Writer February 28, 2016 • 8:17 pm Lovely imagery in this poem. Love the painting too. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna February 28, 2016 • 8:27 pm Thank you! LikeLike Reply ↓ GENERATION NOW February 29, 2016 • 12:37 am I agree with sean LikeLiked by 2 people Reply ↓ themischievousanna February 29, 2016 • 12:42 am Thank you😄😊😎! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ Seán Maguire Writer February 29, 2016 • 1:21 am Thanks Generation Now LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.