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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