Thoughts that sometime...rhyme

Suddenly the rungs On my stepladder of life Turned to rubber And my glasses to funhouse mirrors. What was up was undecided, Left and right fought over which Was who, in the end There were still two. Thoughts slipped freely Coupled with doubts And graceful as ice dancers They spun inside my head. Was... Sign in to see full entry.

Darkness hides the world, as stars blink down in innocence, a warm bed awaits. Night time and the world stops, or so it seems, yet opposite people are bathing in sunbeams. The television dark now as the night sky, no more bad news until tomorrow’s traffic snarl shown by a perky girl armed with a... Sign in to see full entry.