Sep 2014
sorry joe
tried, can't write
a poem about sand....
each time i try
all that comes out is
" like sand through,the
hourglass.....
so are,
the days of our lives"
huh, talk about subliminal
indoctrination....
tried, can't write
a poem about sand....
each time i try
all that comes out is
" like sand through,the
hourglass.....
so are,
the days of our lives"
huh, talk about subliminal
indoctrination....
i reckon i heard that close
to ten thousand times...as i
grew up....it is the byline
for an old soap...called the
days of our lives... of which
the above was the catchphrase at the end of the starting title sequence...
(this was my mom's guilty pleasure....)
perhaps having written this
i may be able to write another poem on sand...
but i expect not....
to ten thousand times...as i
grew up....it is the byline
for an old soap...called the
days of our lives... of which
the above was the catchphrase at the end of the starting title sequence...
(this was my mom's guilty pleasure....)
perhaps having written this
i may be able to write another poem on sand...
but i expect not....
