poetry
“Every now and then, the heart and mouth refuse to accommodate one another. At this juncture, it is of the utmost that the hand facilitate compromise.”
No need for x-rays. Here you can examine our hearts without devices of any sort.
© wakingpain Ink
25 September 2006 - Monday at 11:16 am
Greg, good friend, you are truly a poet at heart. With every poem you write you get better, if only I had the same drive that drives you poetry I could produce something and post it. May you never lose your poetic inspiration friend.
Adam
13 November 2006 - Monday at 1:28 pm
What a relief, what a joy, that you are writing again. My faith in the rightness of the universe, the divinity of God, and the perfection of His creation has been restored (yeah, I know, perhaps a bit much, but I’m being serious). Welcome back, my friend.
MBH
16 January 2007 - Tuesday at 4:15 pm
SHUT UP AND GO SEE A SHRINK
20 February 2007 - Tuesday at 9:34 am
Only if you’ll pay the bill, sweetheart.
26 July 2007 - Thursday at 3:56 pm
i would like to see a shrink, are you a shrink? i wonder how long before you lose your mind….. or spoon…. that would be cool *laugh out loud*