living – sucking
sucking is all we do
we replace the natural
with the artificial
and we suck
until the sky turns blue
we suck
until
the skies turn blue
and again
we suck until the skies turn blue
and we lick the light from the moon
we suck the stars from the sky
we turn them into mud
and when they’re gone
we die
A latta words in little time
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
As Young Adults We Can Survive - Find Happiness, Success and Support Other Survivors
I Lang hae thought, my youthfu' friend, A something to have sent you, Tho' it should serve nae ither end Than just a kind memento: But how the subject-theme may gang, Let time and chance determine; Perhaps it may turn out a sang: Perhaps turn out a sermon. - Robert Burns
⛈️🌩️ L O K A h S A M A S T A h S U K H I N o B H A V A N T u
living, loving, learning, leaving a legacy
It's an uncertain life!
Food, Road Trips & Notes from the Non-Profit Underground
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The Poetry of Emotion
Contre le blues, le meilleur remède, c'est le rock...!
~ Communicator, WordSmith, Artist, Guide, Mentor, Muse ~
A teenager's photography expedition.
"El Mundo Visible es Sólo un Pretexto" / "The Visible World is Just a Pretext".-
j'ai descendu dans mon jardin
în umbra întunericului!
It's just banter
Writing Lostness
