hope it rains all night, all day for you to see each scribble that lay

Thursday, February 17, 2005

*untitled V*

...for words are intertwined to mankind
the humble abode of floating emotions;
the wings of dearly kept sentiments,
and the bloom in the garden of
Amaranths.

3 Comments:

Blogger :..M..: said...

You've changed a few things about your blog.

New poem too? I like this one.

8:00 AM

 
Blogger Mark IV said...

:) abstract... just loved this one

5:27 AM

 
Blogger Free Spirit said...

I hope you don't mind, but I'm linking to you.

http://wordsmovepeople.wordpress.com/

8:45 AM

 

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