like chasing rabbits
pointless once youve reached the hole
slip inside, hide here
oh dam, i was on the wrong page :rage: hate when i do that
of the good old days
stories covered with dust
eyes closed listening
Printable View
like chasing rabbits
pointless once youve reached the hole
slip inside, hide here
oh dam, i was on the wrong page :rage: hate when i do that
of the good old days
stories covered with dust
eyes closed listening
Eyes closed listening
The mountains here are rumbling
Let the cold rain come
let the cold rain come
tilt back your head and release
tensions and worries
Its OK verybadmom, even I have done it before. Actually I think it was to one of your haiku.
tensions and worries
the comradship of common flesh
the years trench youth
The years trench youth
Whispered endearments beyond
Her tremulous reach
her tremulous reach
tentacles too short. cant see
the goal. finish line.
The goal. finish line.
Fascination with the end
A welcome refuge.
A welcome refuge
blizzard rage, and howling winds
cozy, quiet, and soft
cozy, quiet, soft
a cave carved in the snowbank
a child's secret lair
that's beautiful, nickelsilver. :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by nickelsilver
A child's secret lair
With shameless devotion to
Beloved flotsam
Beloved flotsam
Grown ups thought this stuff was junk
But we saw treasure
But we saw treasure
Where no one expected it
In the lost desert
but we saw treasure
amid hodgepodge of the past
sifting memories
sifting memories
the sandy beachs of long island
sorry you left so fast
Sorry you left so fast
Because I wanted to say
You are such a jerk