Saturday, 4 April 2009

Saturday - rain.

Well it is not great weather for biking. So I will enter a couple of wee poems I have been meaning to record here.




Stress busting today
library erotica
Long hair all in black




Tattooed and dark hair
for me unattainable
she would taste so sweet




Burning as in hell
A long dark night of my soul
the sickness fights back




XT 600
Winding road mile upon mile
A meditation




Equinox today
We walk,Loch Maree in sunshine
Magic all around.




As if by magic
rooks on a mission flying
directly, somewhere




Sad little bastard
ranting and raving at me
Inspiring contempt

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