RV Poetry
"Life is lived like poetry is written: though each moment is its own rough draft, we can then ReVisit our past, ReValue our decisions, ReVise our forward path, and ReVitalize our passions." Marcia M Bogaert
05 Sep 2008 @ 15:59
Your Life, Perhaps?
paper dolls
twilight moon
spoon fed gravy
call of the loonarmy men
rattan hills
spoon fed oatmeal
call of the Jillschildhood once
a-dult-hood
spoon fed carrots
ideas, shouldcircles lean
squares collapse
spoon fed words
a heart’s relapseMeeAugraphie
09/05/08
When storms loom and paths change and more storms threaten and paths again play games, adrenalin surges built up wreak havoc in the calm that overruns the storm and that’s my excuse for excessive posts and I’m sticking to it. Wonder if I will have any adrenalin left when I really need it?
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So… not to be dense, but what are Jills?
TCs last blog post..Ocean front property in Oregon
I used it as “chicks” or girls, though I understand, now, TC, that there are other uses of it…. Nothing dense about it, I may be the only one ever to have used it that way, I don’t know, just popped in my head.