Looking through my window
Seeing sky and stars...
But why I ask? Why are they so round?
Where can I find one? Look! On the ground...
I Am Tryin To WRite A Poem Without The Word And,
it might sound quite bland...
In the class everybody sat silent
While the teacher looked around...
The only reason
that I can come up with...
Strolling along the banks of the Rhone
Amongst eerie glows and shadows grown...
Waking next morning with slight trepidation
Thinking of your sister's wedding occasion...
The photographer directed us to some trees
Outside to sunshine and a slight breeze...
Once kith and kin had been greeted
We filed into the hall to be seated...
The beaming couple paced graceful steps
While expectant relatives smiled and wept...
Test days are always complicated.
They make you feel like your constipated...
Admiring her smile
from across the car...