New Day (Blogophilia 27.17)
Open your mind Before you open your mouth Canapés are so yesterday Quiche is the new way For the new day At the tavern.
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Southern Cross (Blogophilia 26.17)
It hangs on the wall A Christmas bribe More permanent than a cookie Woman from long ago Looking for comfort The cat was more faithful She vanished Following a soldier into battle. Never settling down Never finding peace.
Winter Symphony (Blogophilia 25.17)
An illusion. Styrofoam snow And vinyl greens We say we honor the spirit We honor the material Commercials for cars The latest distraction Of the banquet table Stretched to the horizon. We starve Our elbows are locked open While the snow falls And the fire rages Thinking we are the lucky man.
Does the Song( Blogopphlial 24.17)
Does the song Speak to your Soul Make you forget Storm clouds overhead. Make you want To lose control over the sound Of the latest commercial formula To sooth your mind.
Log On (Blogophilia 23.17)
Log on World changing At the speed of light At the speed of sound As gladiators kill In virtual stadiums Lights up Lighten up It's all in vain In the end. Artificial Intelligence is an oxymoron.
Buttermilk Pie (Blogphilia 22.17)
Buttermilk pie Golden top Creamy center Ending the evening Of family and thanks Hope to do it next year God willing And the river don't rise.