Does a Chiropodist chirop?
I shall grow out of the ground at your feet
like a shadow at sunrise.
I shall protect your young growing grass
from the searing of the scorching sun.
I was learning about WW1 in school and I was asked to write a story on it. I couldn't express my feelings as a story so I wrote a poem instead
Dopes on a rope...
... with skin the colour of hell...
Many people voted for Phil Bredesen but I didn't agree with their selection.
I voted against him in last years election.
Some people like him a lot.
But I have to say that I do not.
The remaining leaves on the trees
Ever been on a train journey from Edinburgh to Kings Cross? Was it like this?
She says, "I love a man who can make me laugh,"
All we can do is sit publicly, politely
tuck into a downstairs deep corner
of a wine bar, or a pub so basic it has straw on the floor
and welcoming anonymous gloom
Jason looked not quite worried
about serious family affairs –
the look of one not accustomed to
certain fatigues of the mind
and the heart.
My blood sugars then spoils with
How to fill the time?
Rather depressing I know and I don't really think the world is like this - although it can be hard to forget the good parts when you see the news some days.
There's is life after love, it just hurts to get there.
I want it to stop. This tendency to bring down everything
into the mayhem of blister packs and bottles.
Maybe I shall hang it all from ropes of twitchy synapses
He was a bit of a love George
domestically soft as new bread
children could tumble all over him
and I could call him a big dope and he'd take it
The dog is ecstatic, joining me
in appreciation of Van's fiery vision bright
i was thinking of the song bye bye blackbird and this came to me. enjoy