Saturday, April 26, 2014

THRINGER

There was a creature on the dock.
It muttered one word over and over.
Time went the furthest it ever had before
For the Thringer on the dock.

He waited for days, months, and years
For the ship to come sailing in.

He was sadly disappointed
When a rusty old fishing boat came.

"THIS IS ALL I GET?!" the Thringer screamed.
And the fishing boat
Turned
Around
And
Left.




Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...