March 23rd, 2007

Brown-eyed Stare

Good energy!

I came up the stairs, and who do I see? One of the wonderful women from Pipe Ceremony!

Brown-eyed Stare

Ode to *achoo* Spring....

My Spring poem (or: "Doggone plant bukkake")

I love the new Spring blossoms,
I really, really do.

But the pollen makes it hard to breathe,
And fills my head with goo.

The drugs for it are not much help,
Though I've tried quite a few.

They turn me 'to an idiot.
I wish that Spring was through.