Tuesday, April 26, 2011

The One Hundred Seventeenth, Apr. 26, 2011

I was contemplating a rant
and decided that I can't
there is no edge in me today
instead I guess its time to play

the sun is shining for a while
it's enough to make me smile
spend the evening being lazy
until more rain makes me crazy

wind is blowing strong indeed
gusting with some intense speed
then falls off and not so bold
at least this time it isn't cold

1 comment:

  1. I wrote it backward for you because i was standing on my head while reading your 117:
    --------------------------------------
    Cold, t'was not
    this time, at least
    Trees bend in wind;
    like brushed by beast

    angels tears
    fade from sight
    when outs great orb
    to all's delight

    in warmth t'is easy
    to take ones ease
    on a day that cert
    was meant to please

    flee from mind;
    passion spent
    rant and rancor;
    to sun they went

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