Here thoughts reside no longer hide within the secret place of men we put a pen to paper then precipitate from formless thoughts that ought to remain hidden and unbidden spring to life to wring emotions rising singing from our hearts or sometimes other parts though we don't mean to vent our spleens as here this stream careens around the sound of syllables and little miracles if it makes any sense to those whose pensive views upon our rows of text will be here vexed by this relentless prose in never serving sentences and having no repentance in a damned swathe that paves the road of good intentions all the way to Hell.
It's odd what the brain will come up with when you're busy with something completely different and someone mentions poetry.
Hey
Date: 2010-08-19 04:03 am (UTC)Are you on Facebook? Also, I'm living in Christchurch now, so if you are still here we should catch up!
Michelle
Re: Hey
Date: 2010-08-19 04:25 am (UTC)Living in St. Albans currently, myself - where are you?