Naughty
Glinting giggle
Growing little source of trouble
Cheeky canvass changing daily
Monkey
Me cheeky? Nooooo...
My small daughter however (see above)
Naughty
Glinting giggle
Growing little source of trouble
Cheeky canvass changing daily
Monkey
Me cheeky? Nooooo...
My small daughter however (see above)
Last edited by ross; 07-28-2010 at 12:30 PM.
The story's in there. Pass me the knife...
I once spent an evening with Lola (or Layla). She said "Make me breathless." I hid her inhaler...
Hovis Presley
monkey
amongst the trees
swinging from branch to branch
jungle comes alive with sounds of
laughter
wait until she's fifteen
then you'll really know
what cheeky means![]()
Laughter
Breaks the tension
Pent up emotion kept concealed
Lest momentary lapse reveals
The truth
She takes after her Dad!![]()
The story's in there. Pass me the knife...
I once spent an evening with Lola (or Layla). She said "Make me breathless." I hid her inhaler...
Hovis Presley
the truth
often stranger
than a fictitious tale
belief systems determine what
one sees
one sees
everything but
one observes far less
picking up only on what one thinks
one needs.
Everything has got me, is it ev-ery-thing, or ev-er-y-thing, in which case you do not need to see "but"
i believe it's three
one needs
spring to blossom
and for winter to end
beco's poor old ash's bones are
frozen
Last edited by ash somers; 07-30-2010 at 10:43 AM.
Off Topic:
27º here today
thanks for reminding me :p
Frozen
Cod and haddock
Blocks of ice crash over
Sodden timber heaving boxes
Fish face
Last edited by ross; 08-02-2010 at 03:07 PM.
The story's in there. Pass me the knife...
I once spent an evening with Lola (or Layla). She said "Make me breathless." I hid her inhaler...
Hovis Presley
Fish face.
Blow hole. Bug eyes.
Names that follow through life
From childhood memories that haunt,
But build.
but build
a house of sticks
gathered in delusion
based on lies and fabrication
psycho
Ok...first try.
Soaring
High with eagles
On thermals lifting them higher
Along cliff rim and rock they climb
Upward
Veni, vidi, laboraro scriptio de hoc.I came, I saw, I tried to write about it.
welcome, seawings
upward
goes the spiral
upon currents of heat
in ever decreasing circles
airborne
just a gentle reminder to use the last line to write the first line of the next one :)
Last edited by ash somers; 08-05-2010 at 12:45 PM.
Thanks ash...
airborne
wings are lifting
toward the sky above
higher and higher they thrust
flying
Veni, vidi, laboraro scriptio de hoc.I came, I saw, I tried to write about it.
flying
towards the moon
clutching tight a broomstick
cackle louder haggard old witch
scary
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