Butterflew piebald and wry,
A ship’s skeleton,
Charcoaled ribs with no ghost of a sail,
Heads bowed stern,
As we all pass by.
~ by Sixto on October 24, 2009.
Posted in Stream of unConciousness Tags: butterfly, drivel, life, poetry, Stream of unConciousness, writing
Beautiful. May I suggest that you reconsider the ‘drivel’ tag? For this is not it, by any stretch of the imagination.
Brad said this on November 4, 2009 at 6:31 am | Reply
Thanks Brad… it’s encouraging to hear some complimentary words, cheers.
mantecanaut said this on November 5, 2009 at 6:17 pm | Reply
Beautiful and sad. And yes, for crying out loud, get rid of that bloody drivel tag 🙂
Maxine said this on November 10, 2009 at 3:09 am | Reply
Thanks v much Maxine… nice hat btw. x
mantecanaut said this on November 11, 2009 at 6:34 pm | Reply
We’ve stopped writing. and now i am no longer in the blogroll..How did we let this happen!
plainwater0 said this on September 15, 2010 at 3:16 pm | Reply
I don’t know, I can’t even see you on faeces-book anymore. I took you off the blog-roll as punishment, for not writing. Then I stopped writing, convinced of my own puerility. How are you? Good I hope.
mantecanaut said this on September 15, 2010 at 8:59 pm | Reply
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