04-07-2021, 08:24 AM
My dog trotted in yesterday
My dog trotted in yesterday
with something in his mouth -
something diaphanous, like a fairy’s wings,
a tiny lock of human like hair -
and vomited the whole thing out.
Unfortunately, Titania
was missing her head and torso -
and Oberón - what remained of him -
substantially more so.
O foolish beings, to prance around
just because - midsummer -
on an suburban lawn in front of a hound
who’s always looking for dinner!
Long before Yeshua broke his bread,
the Phoenicians found Ibiza,
and a millenium’s work lay ahead
for the stonemasons of Giza,
a Darkinjung would’ve made his bed
and slept surrounded by fairies.
But O! The seasons moved around
till the sun was angry in Aries,
and now the Darkinjung’s hunting ground
is squatted on by Gosford pound -
Murdoch: ‘what a bunch of Marys’
My dog trotted in yesterday
with something in his mouth -
something diaphanous, like a fairy’s wings,
a tiny lock of human like hair -
and vomited the whole thing out.
Unfortunately, Titania
was missing her head and torso -
and Oberón - what remained of him -
substantially more so.
O foolish beings, to prance around
just because - midsummer -
on an suburban lawn in front of a hound
who’s always looking for dinner!
Long before Yeshua broke his bread,
the Phoenicians found Ibiza,
and a millenium’s work lay ahead
for the stonemasons of Giza,
a Darkinjung would’ve made his bed
and slept surrounded by fairies.
But O! The seasons moved around
till the sun was angry in Aries,
and now the Darkinjung’s hunting ground
is squatted on by Gosford pound -
Murdoch: ‘what a bunch of Marys’
(04-06-2021, 08:08 AM)Mark A Becker Wrote: Some Other SenseI really like this one
What are those smells along the trails
that you must uncover?
Why do you bark at nothing there
that I can’t discover?
Underneath the bridge, behind those trees,
apparitions, misty mysteries,
things that seem so plain to you
that I will never see-
some phantom, some phenomenon,
invisible as leprechauns.