a bit of word art
**must view from PC
** Just playing around with shapes
you who have birthed a million poems... whose eyes have seen whose hands have touched whose lips have tasted
Winter is past approaching The crunch of dead leaves And frosted grass underfoot I breathe in the icy air ... The… Exhaling life itself
Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…
Arise my love my fair one It is the dawning of a new day Come take my hand Join me as we walk barefoot Down the path only we know
you see beauty in something that n… it is yours to do with as you plea… you hold it in the palm of your ha… its fate is yours to control or co… but you are not satisfied to live…
...she finds herself on the unbeaten path her broken figure cutting the icy air as she runs
time stretched spread thin numbing resolution screaming silently
With thine munificent eyes Set in splendor That speak to me of life and love… Show me a sign Let them tell me what you think is…
Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-dloo-doo-doo-doo-doo... i fired it up
I ONCE ENJOYED A WINE… I once knew this woman about 19… WHOSE BRANDED VERSE… WHOSE NOBLE BOUQUET… SUCH RAPTURED SIGNIFIC…
As I crossed the threshold of her door, which the perverted love of others disuses, thus making the crooked path look straight... Yet there I found myself in her lair, with only slight ...
the rain is GODs music singing the songs of yesterdays lives and if you listen closely
such imagery i have never had anyone talk quite like this
like harland and wolff i breathed in
So long ago You were a girl With eyes full of stars That I could lose myself in With dreams of tomorrow