Wrapped up
In your own.
Blunt chunker
Havana is calling
Askin' for freedom
To smoke
Cheshire cats
In a roomful
Of rocking chairs
The smile
Lites up
Your face
When the sun
Sets in the West
The Hollywood sign
Takes on a glow
Of its own
To the sound
Of strike up
The band
Someone plays
That little violin
For claps
Of thunder
In the middle east
KS
I like it. Im not 100% sure what it means..
I like it. Im not 100% sure what its about but ultimately thsys why I like it it allows the mind to wander and conjure. I got to go, im late, im late for a very important date in a town like Alice. ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanx SS
I am half afraid to say anything at times
For the implications that a PC mind
Tends to wander to
That might try to make me
Bow down to their nothingness.
KS
Today's World
well written!!! this is my
well written!!! this is my favorite of yours so far
Really ?
You like when I get out there ?
I just discovered you.
I haven't read any of your ( old ) stuff .
This was the last thing I wrote.
No backlouge on it .
It just came out that way.
I was going to write now
But i did something else and forgot. Haha
TMI
KS
My Fav So Far Too
The mix of images rock - love those cats and rocking chairs, the Hollywood sign (yummy). This is a political poem that sings of topicality. Enjoyed 4x - :D ~a~
Thanx I liked it
And I respect everyone that commented here
But it is not my best IMO
Not many people read it anyways
But I really don't know how they keep count ?
The numbers are strange... to say the least
I have seen some strangeness.
Words to live by and
The beep beep beep
Says something to me.
KS
Lots of Reads
u will need to go far to top this one. surrealistic elements conspire with world event clues against the manipulation of (hollywood) western media. Numbers rock! ~a~
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On here right now
I seem to be stuck on Love.
I freeverse to the whomever
Everything else.
KS
Battery is low
The numbers said
So