Drag me kicking and screaming from this monitoring
that has imprisoned my mind.
Where the thoughts bounce back, echoing briefly,
then are cast into oblivion like cherry pips;
the succulent fruit, devoured, enjoyed, digested
then forgotten in the hunt for tomorrow’s
sustenance;
A new crop!

Comments
chuck | August 13, 2009 - 01:27
Maybe you would find basket weaving less stressful?
http://www.basketcrafting.com/basic_basket_weaving_instructions.php
threeleafshamrock | August 13, 2009 - 08:47
Who do you think I am? Alan Wicker?
MistakenMagic | August 13, 2009 - 11:13
'Who do you think I am? Alan Wicker?' - *sniggers*
'then are cast into oblivion like cherry pips;' - like it ;)
Magic xxx
threeleafshamrock | August 13, 2009 - 17:41
lol, Thanks Magic XX
hilary west | August 13, 2009 - 17:52
Jewels emerge from the murkiest of pits !!!
threeleafshamrock | August 13, 2009 - 18:16
Thanks Hilary; I think...lol
Miss_D_Meaner | September 21, 2009 - 22:30
lol @ Alan Whicker!