Call it love or something

What does not decompose

Yet writes itself wth a life force

Drives a chariot

You are my favorite

Marble.
I stand alone at the waters edge

The sea is full of boats

Manned by men

Who look likr ghosts

It is barely of interest

As they toss around

I stand alone at the waters edge

How is the story of my life going...

I have removed some stumbling blocks lately so now I see a bigger light at the end of the tunnel.

Here it comes

Its coming in the garden

The garden of edan

Touching the tree of life

Nothing on it that it can hide

Limbs wrap about me

This green tapestry

This fullness is about me

Soon you will see!

Garden of love

Beer is free

Dreams for you

Exctasy for me



Melting emrald leaves

As far as the eyes can see

Are you with me

Honey?

Hey Poland thanks for coming so often.

You are a new upliftingthoughts.org favorite.

What do you do Smark

It is like playing with legos

I do try my best

I see that as almost

A no brainer

And then there is brains.

Smark what did you learn today..

I find the excitement of life in weird contrast to a world of virtual slugs and snails.

Fresh as ever

In midsummer

Caught near statues

Held almost by their gaze

As if to crumble

They remain.

Here to paint my brain with poetry. Yes poetry?

Thoughts either serve

Or they fry the brain

Drugs can melt it

But then that could cause frying

So time ticks and melting and frying exists

That is motivating

When others sometimes hurl ticks

Then the path does light up

Going forward or maybe so easilly

Down.