Sunday, April 27, 2008

Coming Home While Mourning Glows

josephine, josephine
crouch little boy inside your room,
when oh when will he get out?
coming home while mourning glows.
life and lovely fell and died,
what is before you can you tell?

6 Comments:

Blogger Tom & Icy said...

It's only gloom when our inner child dies.

Sunday, April 27, 2008 7:14:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ppIntimations of mortality.

Sunday, April 27, 2008 9:19:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't know what intimations occasioned the "pp" at the beginning of that comment.

Sunday, April 27, 2008 9:20:00 PM  
Blogger Pneumonica said...

Between the two, begin at both.

And away the PP. Stand the closet.

Sunday, April 27, 2008 9:31:00 PM  
Blogger M said...

I think you might be mad ...

Sunday, September 14, 2008 1:23:00 AM  
Anonymous anonant said...

I don't think you alone are mad, I think we are all mad and some are blessed/cursed with less than most.
Think peace not peices the whole is no hole but it is open to what is.
peace

Friday, June 19, 2009 10:02:00 AM  

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