Time and me
The past gets mopped up
And wrung out to make future
But I'm filled with the present perfect.
And wrung out to make future
But I'm filled with the present perfect.
posted by Brindle | 1:54 PM
THE CAT FLAP
Well, the Devil's Advocate has come, seen and sown the seeds of blogdom in the mind of the Brindle one. She, in turn, purred and stirred then hemmed and hawed but not for long. Brindle wisdom will thus spring forth forthwith.
- Time
- Free verse poem
- A restful Moon (pub poem)
- Untitled
- What does a human soul weigh?
- Quote of the day
- Theology
- We shall see
- PIZZA
- Cut copy
1 Comments:
Interesting poem! Wish I could believe the devil's just a click away.
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