tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960898934290250459.post8444645799758881622..comments2023-12-26T19:00:45.124-05:00Comments on Annandale Dream Gazette: Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960898934290250459.post-24681607336000879172009-01-28T14:59:00.000-05:002009-01-28T14:59:00.000-05:00Thanks. Sometimes I do drift in that direction.Thanks. Sometimes I do drift in that <A HREF="http://recently-banned-literature.blogspot.com/2008/08/flowers.html" REL="nofollow">direction</A>.William Michaelianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05945815778010124287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5960898934290250459.post-17802394744250650172009-01-27T22:43:00.000-05:002009-01-27T22:43:00.000-05:00Have you ever tried verse? It works well with drea...Have you ever tried verse? It works well with dreams. Just on the spur ...<BR/><BR/><I>driving somewhere,<BR/>a freeway off ramp<BR/> under construction<BR/>clouds obscured<BR/>impossibly steep<BR/>no means of suspension<BR/>a hundred feet<BR/> above the ground<BR/>almost vertical<BR/>three pieces<BR/> of heavy equipment<BR/> defying gravity<BR/><BR/>workers take<BR/>a coffee break<BR/>I stop to chat<BR/>a friend I see<BR/>grown up<BR/>and down on luck<BR/>"Ernesto"<BR/>around the corner<BR/>we walk<BR/>he needs a job<BR/>but instead we find<BR/> a blue door<BR/>I say<BR/>ask at the mail room<BR/>no he says<BR/>and is gone.</I><BR/><BR/>lyrics complements of Marya Ophir (my pseudonym/muse for poetry.)Matt Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09276531398959895160noreply@blogger.com