Sometimes emotions get weird and I write poetry. Just go with it.
I’m running
I take off. I’m free.
Dripping adrenaline–
I drip, for you, I sweat.
I flow.
I rain, I river. I run.
I flow.
I run far away.
We run–you drip
into me, we flow.
We radiate.
Dog owner and lover. Urbanite-Suburbanite. Music addict. Editor. Explorer. Wine enthusiast (Malbec, please). Orange Crush abuser. Anglophile. People watcher. My dream job? Writer, or a Tom Jones back up singer. Well, not Tom Jones now, but Tom Jones in the early '70s...so let's go with the writing thing.
La la la la LA !!! This is totally cool, not weird at all. Why disparage such a beautiful muse as yours?
Love it, keep em coming!!
You know me, just feeling weird because I aim for laughs. Regardless, this wave is coming.
Dig the wave baby!
going with it.
wonderful poetry
Thanks.
You had me at: I rain, I river. I run.
Nice job. Simple yet profound.
muaah.
Your going to make your boss jealous!
hahaha uh oh
*Shine*
Beautiful, beautiful honey. Sometimes we write about things that don’t fit into our idea of normal. But isn’t it fun when we do?
Absolutely!
It sounds like you are…. flying!
I’d like to, very much so!
Brava!!
grazie!
Beautiful LaLa!
Big bisous,
Dawn
I love this, LaLa! I love poetry and how it is so simple, yet expresses so much. Beautifully written!
I’m glad I “went with it’!
Thanks!
Reminds me of that shwetty balls snl thing.
Err, thank you.
You’re so welcome lala!
Looks like your muse strikes again. I like river as a verb, by the way. I’ll have to throw it casually into conversation in the coming week. Of course, I’ll probably blurt out something like “I’m going to go river” and people will just think I’m going to go take a leak.