Sunday, November 26, 2006
I was always keen to write intelligent, cultured. I did this for quite sometime...did pretty well too actually, till I met my daughter and she saw my efforts and commented, ....'no-one cares a shit dad..loosen up'. I stopped writing from my pen and started writing from my finger. Do u know what that means..writing from your finger???......still paying attention??? Huh??
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Friday, May 19, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
I am me
just a tree
got no branches
completely free
got a trunk
like a hunk
straight and tall
as you can see
got no sun
got no shade
no grass below
not a blade
not a bird
not a nest
not a squirrel
aint that best?
when i think
of i am me
is my life just this to be
got no shade and got no sun
got no merry and got no fun?
then i see inside me
inside me is i am me
world there is inside me
where the sun is tender as can be
the air is cool and the shade is soft
the bird-is-in-the-nest in the loft
my branches do reach far and wide
many-a-stories-they do hide!!
my leaves do wander oer the land
dropping seeds in mud and sand
in sand do my seeds sprout and grow
to make a land soft and glow
with meat in my fruit and tender shoot
my shade is worth a manly loot...
...............Hush.........
But.. I am me
just a tree...
got no branches
am so free
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)