Hhahahahaha

Guess what?
I'm replying! I'm replying! Muahahaha

Ohhh yes. How easy it sometimes gets to be
when you just want to walk away from it all
leave it
and go
Close your eyes and feel the wind pass you
until nothing..

However..I think poetry, (as you have stated) is a sweet release. And if..in truth..(Thank goodness) we can't give up..We can pour it allout into words.

So yeah..Good one..You TALENTED writer, you!
Ha!





O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from Heavens yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke -- banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about
-"Shakespear, if he had Written the Hokey Pokey..."


Be you..
You are beautiful..
And love yourself..-Me
In need of a challenge? There is a Knight awaiting your words..