Thoughts that sometime...rhyme for Saturday, April 9, 2011

Full moon basks down Two lovers in a boat Gaze upward at The night in shining amour. Quiet drapes the scene The only sound, longing breath As two souls reach Lips poise, hearts race Passions urges strain At their moorings Threatening to blaze A bright hole in the night. Clouds slide across the moon... Sign in to see full entry.

Out of the frying pan Onto the flat ceramic glass cooktop Look out for me And the hot surface don’t you see? A bird in the hand might fly away And you wouldn’t want the bird flew Would you? An elephant never forgets Anything worth forgetting My glass is half Hickory dickory dock Whatever happened to... Sign in to see full entry.