Teen Poetry #7 |
Another Mindframe |
Stinky Twinkie Member
since 2002-11-26
Posts 204Dinwiddie |
In another mind frame where windmills and wind chimes spin a perfect rhythm with father time ropes manage to hold the trees combed by wind decorated with dust and vines old broken down walls and cobblestone streets where rainwater runs 'cross my bare feet I laugh, cause I think "they could use a bath" Dont know how I got here or the point from which I came so I absorb into still photos and melt into a new mind frame |
||
© Copyright 2005 Stinky Twinkie - All Rights Reserved | |||
SEA
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"Dont know how I got here or the point from which I came so I absorb into still photos and melt into a new mind frame" enjoyed this |
||
CrAzI_bAbI_cHiKa Member
since 2003-07-16
Posts 248 |
i agree with SEA, most definitely, those lines spoke to me. Hope you figure out where you came from. Though if you dont, im sure we can count on more poetry that we'll relate to just as much, if not more. fantastic. _keryn |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |