Musical |
In silly instances of rhthym,the music beats within the soul.Rapping, tapping, knocking, at the door of an internal dance floor.Sultry sounds,release the imagination.,Let loose the voice within,sing a...
Posted by Dot One on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 05:51:00 PST |
Hourglass |
Smooth music,buzzing, bumping,whispering silent noise,dancing through the world where time stopped.The nightly ballet recital,skating figure eights atop lake swans,watch the waking beauty waltz the ta...
Posted by Dot One on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 02:37:00 PST |
New Year's Resolutions |
Piles of diapers from the mouths of babes,fill the alleyways with salvation,stray cats bat the Pampers joyfully.Walk sideways down the escalator,turn up the music, it's too loud,drug addicted users ta...
Posted by Dot One on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 01:38:00 PST |
Holidays |
I closed the door and opened the wall, wind threw caution back in my face,
Turned off the light to brighten the room, And got warm by the water in the fireplace,
Piddled a little to write my name, B...
Posted by Dot One on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 02:30:00 PST |
Laugh Box |
Inagaddadavida babyDon't you know that I'm twisted and turning in my sleep?While I dream of sugar plums and nutcrackers, The latter of which was very painful.Disdainful moron, making snow angels in ce...
Posted by Dot One on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 10:14:00 PST |
Westler's Tale [Rough Draft] |
Falling fowards I travel back in time,to a time when a dime was dollar,Trying to rewind the clock, I stopped,as the bowl-top cops popped their collars,Faded shades of sepia danced acrossed the screen,...
Posted by Dot One on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 03:09:00 PST |
Bedlam Verse |
The monkey's doing backflips, cause the money's on table,dollar, dollar bill ya'll,too rich for Aesop's Fable,Anansi's enunciation, Squashed the spider with a fly,picked up the sensation,Now Brer...
Posted by Dot One on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 09:19:00 PST |
Accident On The Highway |
Driving down the highways, I sit sideways in my mind,Playing cat and mouse with the dogs in the backseat.Only they know my true intentions, gnawing on the tires of reality.
Teeth marks tear the rubber...
Posted by Dot One on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 03:35:00 PST |
A Tribute To Steve Irwin |
Bloomin Onion! Smells of bogs, croc poop and tree frogs,Filled with excitement and the anticipation of discovery.Have a go at this!And this will be a memory of a lifetime,as life rhymes with the sound...
Posted by Dot One on Mon, 04 Sep 2006 09:08:00 PST |
This |
This blows like Paris Hilton,
This sucks like "Gigli",
This bites like Crabs,
This is life.
Posted by Dot One on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 11:01:00 PST |
