Life to her was a perfect flower,
And every petal a jeweled hour,
Till all at once–we know not why–
God sent a frost from His clear blue sky.
Life to her was a fairy rune;
Her light feet tripped to the lilting tune,
Till all at once–we know not why–
God stopped th’ enchanting melody.
Life to her was a picture book
That her glad eyes searched with eager look
Till all at once–we know not why–
God put the wondrous volume by.
by CHARLES HAMILTON MUSGROVE (1871-1926)
Public Domain Poetry
Yup, mistakes still happen, but you can check out all the fixed up ‘Trottersville’ strips at Tapas, Webtoon, Ko-fi and Patreon now! (And, by the way, Tati’s still making with the colouring thang despite the constant blackouts caused by Russian missiles raining down on peaceful Ukrainian cities.)
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022
Tati and I are ages away from the drawing stage of our graphic novel, but I needed to test the feasibility of my chosen art style for such a massive project. Fingers crossed that it all goes well.
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022
RIP Halloween. (For another year!)
Cthulhu’s cat.
unbolt me 