Older chases newer
The past is a blur that shatters mountainsides
The trees lean back in quiet reflection
As light bungiejumps from a flickering torch
And we rehearse the route that will be our return
With feet too foolish for heavy souls
On ground too eager for light
Friday, November 20, 2009
Counselling is a Lie
Counselling is a lie You cannot hold space. Space is breathed Moved in Inhabited Moved within Space is sized Larger, smaller Sometimes too ...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
2 comments:
Flippin awesome.
!!! I have been trawling your archives and enjoying all the words.
thanks soothsayer
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