Monday, July 5, 2010

My Dear...

...we're slow dancing in a burning room.

Hope everybody had a great holiday weekend. I won't lie to you guys. It is raining and overcast, and I am getting back into bed once this post is complete. Don't forget to check out this week's top five links, and come back tomorrow for Super Tuesday. I will leave you with a sad poem for sad weather..

Brilliance spills from your mouth

cascading on ideas
shared between us
Warm tones
a blanket we both share
Possibilities balance on tight ropes
high above our expectations
Pass them by like islands
all the while running on empty
What state are we in?
Excuses like water rising fast
Sinking like stones
we pat ourselves on the back
Wondering aloud
as we drift apart
Though we always knew the truth
clinging to it with all our strength
Both looking back at our ship
which never sank



No comments:

Post a Comment