Moon Shots

The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—
Riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
– The Highwayman, Alfred Noyes (1880-1958) –

If I was going to choose an illustration for ‘The Highwayman”, I’d choose this photo…

8 thoughts on “Moon Shots

    1. Thanks Barb. My grand-dog was visiting me today – when I looked at her and thought about what a picture would look like if she rolled in paint then on a piece of paper… Unfortunately, the dog’s owner wouldn’t let me try that out.

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