tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975945651818358377.post3943425777592125852..comments2023-03-30T14:01:46.282-07:00Comments on stinkinghand: bob schneiderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00344133237345819540noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975945651818358377.post-16537548421836850032011-04-01T23:03:01.575-07:002011-04-01T23:03:01.575-07:00My poem can still take your poem plus my poem has ...My poem can still take your poem plus my poem has been studying Aikido, but I wanted to tell you that I love "Let The Light In".Chickenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09609788440028784698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975945651818358377.post-54164574421971817412011-03-30T21:05:07.142-07:002011-03-30T21:05:07.142-07:00insensitive me...break down the door, gag & bl...insensitive me...break down the door, gag & blindfold the dying (kicking and angry) one - throw him in the car, and head to the beach...hope he can kindof swim and I get a parking spot.theflowersayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17303952278716020098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975945651818358377.post-61759856230927130252011-03-30T20:48:08.884-07:002011-03-30T20:48:08.884-07:00hmmm...
Existential crisis happening here? Makes ...hmmm...<br />Existential crisis happening here? Makes me feel squirmish inside.<br /><br />Here's one for you.<br /><br />Forgotten...old...lonely<br />I sit here now<br />I sit here later<br />I will forever sit<br />Here<br />Until the end of<br />Life<br />Like a tiger never leaves<br />The jungle<br />Or how love never leaves the <br />The heart<br />Until the sun makes the<br />Last light<br />Until the moon has its <br />Last glance upon the earth<br />Until the stars make their<br />Last constellation in the <br />Deep dark endless sky<br />I am like a fragile<br />Egg<br />About to crack<br />But not quite broken<br />And when I do<br />All of my treasure<br />Will spill out<br />Like a waterfall<br />Spills out into a river<br />It will spill out into a puddle<br />Filled with lonesome<br />Thoughts and memory<br />Forgotten....old....lonely.<br /><br />*written by my daughter, who is 10 years old-she's been inspired by your songwriting in particular (strategic coughing aside). I think it's brilliant. :)IndianaRosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09821402487085180795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975945651818358377.post-17591836436625477552011-03-30T20:29:34.884-07:002011-03-30T20:29:34.884-07:00well . . earlier today was thinking it was time to...well . . earlier today was thinking it was time to travel to that place where your words live. thanks for the trip.sooziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10924347855188992884noreply@blogger.com