The sound of my footsteps, and a dry plant as I brush against it.
The perfect blue of the evening sky.
Lettres
Wherein the Author reflects upon certain topical & personal issues of the Day.
Today.
Penned upon the 17th of August, 2005
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admiral turnher was heard to remark,
Upon the 17th of August, 2005 at 9:10 pm,
*smiles*
Cornelius_Hemingway was heard to remark,
Upon the 20th of August, 2005 at 7:41 pm,
How splendifourous the enviroment be,
The englightenment doth ignore it see
the civilization at their end
is spurious, their will to bend
-A poem by me