Monday, May 07, 2007

Soft Geometry

Today, rain's grey monologue
Tucks me sweetly, gently
Under Morphia's fleecy billow.

Today, work can wait
The bellbirds are quiet as
Earth and sky are truced.

Soft the grey
Soft the grey
Soft the grey.

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2 Comments:

Blogger rch said...

About time! How have you been? Hope all is well. I love your angle in this one (sorry couldn't resist). Great to read you again, take care,

Bob

Monday, May 07, 2007 4:01:00 AM  
Blogger Crunchy Weta said...

Hija Bob, Man you found this fast! Well sir I've been well busy what with the birth of Logan Wade, selling and buying a house, moving to the country etc etc. My batteries are a bit flat and I think my muse is still caught somewhere back in the slipstream. Now I just need to find a job before I mellow out of existence. Hope I can find more time now to read all my favourite poetsonline. Hope all is well in your world too.
Cheers
Glenn

Monday, May 07, 2007 5:11:00 AM  

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