When the words are gone

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    When the words are gone
    When the song is over, and done
    Only thread remains

 

A punnet of plums

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    A punnet of plums
    Sweet and suculent, lead to
    A plummet of puns

 

Catch a falling star

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    Catch a falling star
    Wish forever, forever...
    Forever. For more

 

What is the sound of

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    What is the sound of
    That which is soundless, that which
    Is silent and deep?

 

This is the sound of

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Stumbleupon Review

    This is the sound of
    That moment in time, when; soft
    Silence, changes tone

 

Eyes closed; I flip coins

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    Eyes closed; I flip coins
    Heads I win, tails I am gone
    They give no answers

 

A night car passes

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    A night car passes...
    Does it have far yet to go?
    Only dawn will know

 

No geese call tonight

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    No geese call tonight
    Merely a vast empty sky
    And a squeaking chair

 

My sleeves are not stained

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    My sleeves are not stained
    Life is arid, the stream dry
    Monsoon, may be soon

 

Solitary duck

Ξ April 29th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Misc |

Stumbleupon Review

    Solitary duck
    Sitting on a frozen pond
    Will spring never come?