Western Trials We were strong, In the way that the desperately optimistic are strong, Following a trail That could only be seen in the dust...
yeah, it's me again. tee hee
i'm no expert, but i rather enjoyed this! lol nice, sensual imagery... well done
Come on now, people. Consider, if you will, the platapus. THAT has GOT to be the product of a stoned mind!
don't care. it's a personal choice. *shrug*
i'm 5' 3.5" lol
OMG... what IS that??
jellyfish rule! lol lol funny. :D
what brilliantly abstract imagery you have in this piece! makes for a very interesting read, like painting a picture and watching it form... well...
you all humble me with your kind words. if you could see me now... you'd see the blush... thank you all, ever so much, especially to you, Trippin....
tanks for the idea, Trippin. i'm going to modify it a bit and call it... A Gift of Chains... what say you? :)
this amazing lightning storm just came up, and so we sat on the porch to watch. the sky sparked continuously an electric blue, and no thunder...
wonderfully blunt and straight to the point. excellent read, this, my friend. tank you for sharing!
this is just wonderful! the subtle rhyming is perfect, and what a powerful ending! bravo! oh, and also... good luck, have fun, and be careful!...
wow! very nice! tank you for sharing this... :)
hello back, and welcome!
ahhh! so i see! well, silly, tell me that next time! haha thanks for the explanation, man, it really brings this more into focus. blessings~
hello hello, and welcome, friend! see ya around~
OK, so. No editing yet. And no title (EDITTED -- SEE BELOW). If I wasn't clear enough in the poem itself, it's about govt. So. Any suggestions for...
indeed, it could be. i personally think that, eventually, everyone will be beige, and it won't matter anywayz. tee hee
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