To smile.

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Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Market day.

What is this curiosity, I find pushing us along? We walk, together, happily, Amidst the boistrous throng. The soothing scent of honey, Or the pull of a new book. Sends shivers, rising rapidly, With the need to read or cook. You buy some perfect sickly sweets, I haggle with the ardent traders. Your... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

I write, therefore i am.

I wake up in the morning, if I try hard enough, I put my handy pen to paper and on the sheets i bluff. I find the words so easy, they come to me in droves, My imagination rises like so many fresh-baked loaves. As my mind soars higher than the highest clouds each day, I find myself believing the... Sign in to see full entry.

Forgetfulnes

My pen doesn’t work! I bought a pack of pens or two, in shop the other day, I got them home and opened them and found to my dismay, Every one black, green and blue, Did not work I say to you. How’s a man to write a book without a pen that inks, How create a novel, with stationary that stinks, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Morning coffee.

Caffeine high I woke this morning my eyes as sleepy as ever, i walked downstairs to find my feet, i had a headache and didn't feel at all clever, all i could do was lounge in my seat. I had a plan on the edge of my mind, i couldn't think quite what to do, all i imagined was cream of a kind, with a... Sign in to see full entry.

Don't forget to smile!

This is written for me to smile at, I think of myself like that, I put it on here for you to see too, So you can smile just like i do. Don't worry about my writing skills, I do it purely for the thrills, But let me know just what you think, So the rest of them don't stink. I'll keep writing if... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Day to day

Your weeks worth Sunday is the first day, Despite how you may feel, When the people sing for solace, And prepare to start the week for real. Monday wakes the mind and body, Rested from the night before. And heralds the way to better times, Like that wonderous, pearly door. Tuesday waits for no man,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Patience

Patience You are the sun that shines so brightly in my sky, From my hearts seat upon this earth you seem so very far away. Yet i know one day the clouds will part and i will see you, So i wait 'neath this overcast horizon. 'Till i recieve my reward for my patience. When the gloom is banished and my... Sign in to see full entry.

The reason

The reason She said why when she was only five years old. Why is it that we always need to know new things when what we have is pure enough. Why do we always sit in the baking sun waiting for the cooling rain then curse it when it comes. Why do we clean the car then drive through the mud. She asked... Sign in to see full entry.

The loudest words of silence

The loudest words of silence. Though the letters joined inside this book be only words, and they make a noise as silent as the stars, my love for you could never be expressed in voice, and their musical notes can not be formed in bars, the words i write their power grows, with every single passing... Sign in to see full entry.

Suffer no fools

Suffer no fools. When i sit in the corner, eyes ablaze, And stare holes in the fools with my menacing gaze, They recoil, turn away, like sheep to a wolf, So between us i create an impregnable gulf. And when the day comes when the rising sun falls back with ease, And the boiling froths of hell begin... Sign in to see full entry.

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