and cry
I do too much
this pool of saltiness
must surely run dry for I need
a break
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and cry
I do too much
this pool of saltiness
must surely run dry for I need
a break
a break
from this humdrum
a chuckle,a warm kiss
a lover's tight embrace is all
you need!
you need
to leave better
last lines for the next one
momentous poetry requires
kick-starts
kick-starts
won't make you run
faster than a poor snail
you need wheels and wings to muster
the art
the art
is in the brush
or the note or the pen
that brings the color or the voice
to us
to us
the poem comes
like a blackbird, and stares
at nothing in particular,
and sings
and sings
the melody
lovely one writ for me
the music resonates within
thank you
thank you
my li'l poodle,
for your humble presence
in my lap, you make me feel all
cosy....
cosy
in my own chair
reclining with my dog,
reading latest stories written--
deadlines...
Deadlines
My editor
Is like the Grinch Who Stole
Christmas. Now will his heart grow three
Sizes?
Deadlines
have to be met
goals have to be attained
something have to be done to make
headlines
sizes"
A, B, C, D,
wonder which size you are
all sizes are available
what's yours?
'what's yours
is mine' the old
man said, his face too close,
breath reeking, fiddling with his
trousers.
sorry,,,,
trousers
have two pockets
one on each side and one
or two at the back and look great
unzipped!;)