trailmaker Posted January 23, 2011 like an autumn day the time of year geese fly south see you in the spring Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted January 23, 2011 On 1/23/2011 at 12:08 AM, trailmaker said: like an autumn day the time of year geese fly south see you in the spring see you in the spring stuck like an old horse barn-side waiting on cherries Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 23, 2011 On 1/23/2011 at 5:36 AM, Mark Foote said: see you in the spring stuck like an old horse barn-side waiting on cherries Waiting on cherries, Pitted, round swollen, red flesh Flakes of crust, white plate. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted January 24, 2011 On 1/23/2011 at 10:20 PM, strawdog65 said: Waiting on cherries, Pitted, round swollen, red flesh Flakes of crust, white plate. flakes of crust, white plate vanilla ice cream puddles waiting on coffee Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 24, 2011 On 1/24/2011 at 1:42 AM, Mark Foote said: flakes of crust, white plate vanilla ice cream puddles waiting on coffee waiting on coffee I silently meditate enlightened addict Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 24, 2011 On 1/24/2011 at 4:52 AM, Tree Stump said: waiting on coffee I silently meditate enlightened addict Enlightened addict, Always looking for a fix. High on emptiness. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 24, 2011 On 1/24/2011 at 9:00 PM, strawdog65 said: Enlightened addict, Always looking for a fix. High on emptiness. high on emptiness falling leaves follow the wind on thee i sail home Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 24, 2011 On 1/24/2011 at 9:18 PM, Tree Stump said: high on emptiness falling leaves follow the wind on thee i sail home On thee I sail home, Gentle trade wind, carry me To a distant shore. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 25, 2011 On 1/24/2011 at 11:29 PM, strawdog65 said: On thee I sail home, Gentle trade wind, carry me To a distant shore. to a distant shore in my garden discovered something smelly lurks Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 25, 2011 On 1/25/2011 at 7:37 PM, Tree Stump said: to a distant shore in my garden discovered something smelly lurks Something smelly lurks, Putrescent scent of death, near. Just durian fruit. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 25, 2011 On 1/25/2011 at 8:29 PM, strawdog65 said: Something smelly lurks, Putrescent scent of death, near. Just durian fruit. just durian fruit beside its corpse casualty curious of smell Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 26, 2011 On 1/25/2011 at 8:51 PM, Tree Stump said: just durian fruit beside its corpse casualty curious of smell Curious of smell, Orange fur, whiskers flicker. Lorax, on his stump. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 26, 2011 On 1/26/2011 at 9:22 PM, strawdog65 said: Curious of smell, Orange fur, whiskers flicker. Lorax, on his stump. Lorax, on his stump Thumping on a lump, or hump? Slumping Lorax, stumped. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted January 28, 2011 Slumping Lorax, stumped Thought fuzz says best take a nap It'll come to you Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 29, 2011 On 1/28/2011 at 11:08 PM, trailmaker said: Slumping Lorax, stumped Thought fuzz says best take a nap It'll come to you It'll come to you When you call it by its name If not, throw a rock Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 29, 2011 On 1/29/2011 at 12:29 AM, Tree Stump said: It'll come to you When you call it by its name If not, throw a rock If not, throw a rock. Every ripple has meaning, Change is on it's way. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 29, 2011 On 1/29/2011 at 4:13 PM, strawdog65 said: If not, throw a rock. Every ripple has meaning, Change is on it's way. Change is on its way Spirit of Heraclitus Such a grumpy fart Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 29, 2011 On 1/29/2011 at 4:35 PM, Tree Stump said: Change is on its way Spirit of Heraclitus Such a grumpy fart Such a grumpy fart, Seven Dwarves to listen to, Happy, where are you? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 29, 2011 On 1/29/2011 at 4:52 PM, strawdog65 said: Such a grumpy fart, Seven Dwarves to listen to, Happy, where are you? Happy, where are you? Not in that smile, that's for sure A sad actress, m'am Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 29, 2011 On 1/29/2011 at 5:04 PM, Tree Stump said: Happy, where are you? Not in that smile, that's for sure A sad actress, m'am A sad actress, m'am. Said the dust covered cowboy, Jumping from his horse. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tree Stump Posted January 30, 2011 (edited) On 1/29/2011 at 9:33 PM, strawdog65 said: A sad actress, m'am. Said the dust covered cowboy, Jumping from his horse. Jumping from his horse He falls flat, face on the ground Tumbleweed rolls by Edited January 30, 2011 by Tree Stump Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted January 30, 2011 On 1/30/2011 at 5:36 AM, Tree Stump said: Jumping from his horse He falls flat, face on the ground Tumbleweed rolls by tumbleweed rolls by wind parches the old clapboard night, a thousand stars Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sifusufi Posted January 30, 2011 night, a thousand stars Keeping me out on the road my wanderlust grows Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
TaoBee Posted January 30, 2011 On 1/30/2011 at 6:02 AM, sifusufi said: night, a thousand stars Keeping me out on the road my wanderlust grows My wanderlust grows, But my job ties me in place, Soon I will be free. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
strawdog65 Posted January 30, 2011 On 1/30/2011 at 11:48 AM, TaoBee said: My wanderlust grows, But my job ties me in place, Soon I will be free. Soon I will be free, Elemental as the wind, Carried everywhere. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
