Originally posted by Taoman It has been a stormy season,
my best maple damaged.
Ah well, that branch
can stake the tomatoes
while they wait for the sun.
I'd make a club from the branch to smite pagans with, but that's just me. 😛
Seriously though, very nice post, one has to make good from bad. 🙂
Originally posted by Taoman It has been a stormy season,
my best maple damaged.
Ah well, that branch
can stake the tomatoes
while they wait for the sun.
The pool was empty now
and still as I.
Thought got lost
in the velvet twinkling;
the fluid clearness
enveloped me,
bouyed me up
with its magical
there-not thereness.
Originally posted by Taoman It has been a stormy season,
my best maple damaged.
Ah well, that branch
can stake the tomatoes
while they wait for the sun.
Hope requires help from someone who understands ! Thanks !
Originally posted by Taoman It has been a stormy season,
my best maple damaged.
Ah well, that branch
can stake the tomatoes
while they wait for the sun.
I like to forget about me once in a while.
When I do I find that nothing matters.
Because then there are no contrasts.
Just sweet harmony.
Originally posted by Taoman The pool was empty now
and still as I.
Thought got lost
in the velvet twinkling;
the fluid clearness
enveloped me,
bouyed me up
with its magical
there-not thereness.
Just water.
The leaves fall
while the sky cries
then they grow
when the fall dies.