Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Mystic Pools

Weepy smile, dine your wine

Fly your wings and kiss the sky

Blue oceans, in pools of two

See ages and continents and still further through

Angel and empathic

Bedeviled and beguiled

In silence, to anticipate

An uncomfortable distance




And Persistence

Returning To The Mood

Sometimes, the poetry mood comes and goes for me. Sometimes it stay around like a good ol' friend, and other times, it's like a long lost lover.

I think it's time to get my groove on again.

Peace and Love