Saturday Dec 06, 2003

0
when i went bowling with the other members of SGCO, this neat old man wrote me a poem. here it is.


smashing wreath
colored red
auburn wreath
that shadows dread
the sunlight of bayberries
cinnamon and east
india spices
con't compare
with blood rush
tresses of your hair
to shine atop all
horizons for tomorrow's rising
sailor's warning
red sky in morning
i am one to write things
all adorning
-=-
bowling was fun, even though i suck.
work is way boring.
-=-
doom.



VIEW 7 of 7 COMMENTS
inhaler97:
DOOOOM!....that dude totally wants you.
aoife:
I found a poem in my notebook today that someone wrote for me. I think it was Jason. I can't remember exactly though--does that mean I'm a drunk?

definitely Tuesday before bowling and movie. I got some boxes from work today, so I'll have some books packed by then.

More Blogs