PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Turbo charge your thoughts; and find it in you to
etch me into that canvas behind your eyelids while your at it.

Lucky you, I'm in a playful mood as we
lounge around in yesterdays jeans.
Murphy's law has held out thus far, but
eventually can only last forever.

Shall we dance a bit further down the
hall? Place one foot in front of the other and

keep your eyes locked on mine, sweet one.
Silence is meant to be broken
and, trust me, it will be.

     Light speed ahead O, Captain!
Eyelashes flutter as we break the sound barrier then
shift to the left and
begin again.

Insanity is not our circle of hell, but a visit now and
again won't kill us, I suppose.  Hell, this is what
nursery rhymes always hinted at.