Work
Me leaving work: “Time to do some exciting stuff and check in early for tomorrow!”
Me arriving home: “Ooh Couch! I’m going to eat a sandwich for dinner and sit on that till midnight!”
Me leaving work: “Time to do some exciting stuff and check in early for tomorrow!”
Me arriving home: “Ooh Couch! I’m going to eat a sandwich for dinner and sit on that till midnight!”
Best. Thing. Ever.
So I noticed today that I’m still alive so I think I’m going to try to communicate more… We’ll see.
— Stephanie Ellis
Revenge!
Evergreen
In an olive grove
Your scent reaches
The waters’ home
Nevermind
For what twines around
Let the brine
Kiss your supple ground
And the waves of passion
Flood your soul
Soon you’re perched
By an angered owl
And your branches
Into vines are wound
Bird of prey
Leaves bark scarred and torn
You forget
Majesty, once worn
And all that surrounds you
Turns to stone
Lose the amber rivers
you once owned
Then the Knight
Spies your glimmer
In the meadow
And with sword
Strong in hand
He approaches
With your trunk to his back
And you watch
As he cuts you
Feeling no pain
Your demise
Only brings him
Honor and fame
©2012 Bruce I. Rivera
The Sunday Night Singers have a blog now and, although they’d never say it themselves, you’re a chump if you don’t follow them. The worst kind of chump. And I hate you. Cuz you suck.
Anyway, tell your friends!
So I started knitting this scarf yesterday evening. Just thought I should let you know.