Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Triolet #1

I was not ready to be bored.
To think. To look and see.
To Austin we went toward but
I was not ready to be bored.
Forward and forward
Lone star sky called me.
I was not ready to be bored.
To think. To look and see.
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1 comment:

  1. Beanzblues@wordpress.comApril 7, 2011 at 9:25 AM

    Oh the sun, oh the sun, oh the sun
    soul absorbing conduit of peace
    leaving your embrace brings a release
    oh the sun, oh the sun, oh the sun.
    Returning to grey soaked lives is
    what some call my destiny
    leaving your embrace brings a release
    soul absorbing conduit of peace

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