June 10, 2003
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Somewhere between the stroke of now
and the toll of when.
Dangling from a silken thread
Trapped in dewy spiderwebs
No Pain for the gain
More guts for the soul.
Challenge the storm,
and walk a rainbow.
Tree of tower
Strong with bend.
Spring, that's green
Now Summer Tan.
Flower buds, wilted
Blossom in hand.
Leaves crunch brown
now white with snow.
Up again,
to watch it go.
A long time ago
frozen moment of day
flashback in a remote control.
Pause, now Play.
Tomorrow left yesterday,
Today but a dream.
Forever, is lingering
in bursts of time.
Now tick. Then tock.
Silly nursery rhyme.
Comments (4)
If I weren't late for work, I'd try to write a ditty here, an homage to your playful post.
Ur up so early. Glad to see you feel good!
Silly nursery rhyme indeed.
That was great. I love your site. I'm subbing.
clever girl.
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