Thursday, January 15, 2009

Poorer by day

Yours, behind closed eyes
Oh cruel summer day -
Burn quickly into the black
Where dreams bring fortune.

5 comments:

  1. wow

    on a winter morning
    if fog is fortune
    i am helpless
    trapping it nor holding it

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  2. Dear S,
    Very true! :-) How have you been?

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  3. me good...howz you?

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  4. Parvati10:17 AM

    '...or misfortune.'

    Very nice lines.

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  5. Dear S,
    I am fine, or so I like to believe

    Dear P,
    Glad you found them so...

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