NIGHT
VISION by Mike ~ The stars came down on us that night creating a low
ceiling, We tasted mists of morning reeling through the pines. A spark
from some untended pyre burned truly in the middle air. Once stoked
finely by the host of human tread, It bled, refined into a rapier before
our eyes. We strained to grasp the pattern of its flight But lost our
vision to the fading night. Written by Mike.......
Birthday: 1954-03-19 Age: 56 Job/Hobbies: Electrician/cooking,writing poetry,the garden Humour: Good sense of humour i hope Registration date: 2008-05-25
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Thursday
Pork pies,pickled onions, the river and you and i ,what more can i say !!!Until the spring ???A days break from the battle my weary soldier.
Richard x x
_________________ Dont forget,its not what you are,but who you are that really matters
Re: Thursday on Thu Mar 11, 2010 6:55 pm by freedom
Wonderful what can I say to my general ? Pork pies at arms and standing to attention by the river bank what a lovely Idea. Who is the lady in your life? munchskins.