Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Dubiety
admiring the gardens, what do I see? blossoming flowers, tall green trees- dandelions blooming with sweet pea; puddle of water…err…dogs’ pee?
8 comments:
haha
urine for it now :)
hahaa, nicely done, I love it Gautami! :)
That is so twisted. :)
Rose
xo
Hello :)
Nice poem!!!
Aww, I think I hurt the sensibilities of the others...
wicked me!!
:o)
enjoyed this!
hehehe...that was nice.
Thanks polona and ghost.
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