Daily Archives: April 4, 2012
Oh, what a wonderful world we weave when words we practice to receive roll trippingly, skippingly off the tongue a brouhaha of floofy fun like borked and spork and gobbledygook and collywobbles and nincompoop. Croon cockamamie cattywampus jackanapes who cause … Continue reading
(It hits her like a Tanka) An innocent man stubborn, crossed arms, took my place; born, torn, scorned and thorned so that I might be set free adorned in his perfect grace.
Buy! Sell! Take what’s yours! they growl, hammer, hype and hock their own souls. But no end justifies mean.
Oh, I miss the ocean, yes I need me some salty toes. I said, I miss the ocean, and I need me some salty toes. I’m just standin’ here in desert sand, a-singin’ these indigo woes. Oh, I crave … Continue reading