Yesterday I said I would try to bring you some of my friends poetry. Here it is. He gave me a big up when I first started my blogging, and I get to go away with him for a dirty weekend. - Our wives are going too so no sex!
DISTANCE
Images race away easily
Faces are figures
then blotches are buildings
are shapes then patterns
The blotches move around the patterns
deaf to the undercurrent of the engines drone
Prone to hyperbole
and a certain style
It’s been a while…. since I woke up to a smile
Clouds and lifetimes
drift by aimlessly
Stream of consciousness
begin then end
Bend and align to more selfish desires
Higher purposes
pull me further
and closer
I measure each mile
as it’s been a while…. since I woke up to a smile
Patterns reveal buildings
reveal blotches with features
then faces
The scent, sound and sight of her
provides instant remedy
Memories become dreams
Rest and sleep comfort
My eyes open
and her features portray
a certain absence of guile
My eyes close easier now
It’s been a while….since I woke up to a smile
from the Tumchie Muncher find him using the links at the side.
1 comment:
That gut is good..WIVEEEEES!
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