on bones
the vulture sits
the carcass picked clean now
no meat to eat, he is replete
he burps...
on bones
the vulture sits
the carcass picked clean now
no meat to eat, he is replete
he burps...
"Man, of all the animals, is probably the only one to regard himself as a great delicacy".
Jacques Yves Cousteau
Location: Turks and Caicos Islands,2003
he burps
he wipes his mouth
he rubs crumbs from his hands
he grins full of satification
he leaves
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"All we are saying is give PEACE a chance." Beatles[/SIZE]
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he leaves,
exit stage left.
enter stage right three footmen,
furious argument ensues;
dim lights
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
dim lights
wine and music
soft kisses and pasta
are you ready for the question
of course
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"All we are saying is give PEACE a chance." Beatles[/SIZE]
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of course
it's just a song
the melodious tune
soothes this anxious soul within me
listen
listen
and scale the sky
in wordless emptiness,
feeling arcs like turbulent skies
release.
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
- John Berryman
release
winged desires
from the forbidding cage--
let them, in the blues of sky, be
portrayed
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
portrayed
above the fire,
the patriarch in pose,
scabbardless, with eyes sharp as swords,
he stares
loved it!Originally Posted by firefangled
he stares
at the ceiling
and his mind wanders on...
unnoticed, a beetle rests on
his hair
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
his hair
turned white, then
it disappeared like snow,
now the mountain peak is exposed—
warm hats…
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
warm hats,
warm coats, cool cars,
big boats, good food, play par,
bored broods, feels flat, wants more, starts war,
piss poor
piss poor
not a pot to
chase or catch a church mouse
so let him nibble, it's potluck
tonight
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
Very good! I was wondering what would be the take on those two!
tonight,
I will not sleep,
for when the moon is full
the Mockingbird will sing all night
for me
Last edited by firefangled; 09-15-2007 at 07:11 PM.
for me
the wind whistles
through the highest branches
playing the music of nature
on key
*
"Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear." -- Ambrose Redmoon
CR: Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert
JF: Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. My review is here.
on key
the mistrals play
the caves along the cliffs;
at times a distant train can't help
but wail
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