second dream |
Going after GuthrieIn about an hours time, my life as a special agent will be over. I am sitting in the reception hall of Mr Hoovers offices. I have my typewritten letter of resignation. Its my seco...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Apr 2009 02:56:00 GMT |
A Dream in a night not long ago. |
I have been dreaming of watery places, mostly dripping down the side of hotels and villas in Greece and Mexico but last night I went to Paraguay and talked with a woman who changed shape and voice the...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 06:13:00 GMT |
d........... |
HERE IS ANOTHER COAST FLOWERS ARE TO VIOLENT....THEY STRIKE AT WILL WITH COLOUR AND SEASON....BLINDING YOUR THOUGHTS....FOR THE GREY DAY....OR BLACK MOOD.... ....AS YOU NIBBLE NUMBLY AT LIFES PATH.....
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jan 2009 02:57:00 GMT |
d |
ELECTRICA GREY..... ....I TRAVELL THE LAND OF SYLVIA PLATH....I MUST HURRY FOR I AM CHASED BY GODS....OF WEATHER AND COLD RAIN:.... ....THAT METALIC GREY CLOUD....THAT HOLDS DAM-LIKE....PRESSURE....TH...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Jan 2009 06:10:00 GMT |
river tree poem |
Down by the river tree. Shes out of her country now....But when she was young and free....She used to play with me....Down by the river tree....Just for the splash.... .... ....I miss her smile and ...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Jan 2009 03:11:00 GMT |
heavy dream rotation. |
I have been dreaming of watery places, mostly dripping down the side of hotels and villas in greece and mexico but last night I went to Paraguay and talked with a woman who changed shape and voice the...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 02:57:00 GMT |
music to soothe |
notes of the night
come and go on the air
like fireworks to the ear
here they come again
to aa place; to a kiss
under
those dazzling lights of youth and pier.
brighton 1977 and the sex pistols...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Dec 2008 02:43:00 GMT |
poetry on board |
well myself and simon have whacked up the words if u want to go see..........Bristol Central Library College Green ....BRISTOL.
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:20:00 GMT |
poem for the week |
O Willow Tree
Willow tree o willow tree
Will my love come back to me?
Willow tree o willow tree
Will the wind breeze whisper, see!
Willow tree o willow tree
Hide dark face inside your lee
Will...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Nov 2008 02:10:00 GMT |
nina |
http://www.ninasimone.com/
no finer website!!!
Posted by on Fri, 07 Nov 2008 05:43:00 GMT |
