Her Mantel

Posted on January 28, 2011 | 6 Comments

Let me lay down right there.
It seems I longer care
Funny I don’t despair
Lay out all feelings bare
Catch my thoughts in midair
Voices no longer blare
Ceiling cracked as I stare
Pink Floyd’s brick fell I swear
No longer need the tare
Her mantel hangs my pair

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6 responses to “Her Mantel”

belladonna23 | January 28, 2011 at 8:24 PM | Reply

“her mantel hang my pair”… very mysterious. i love it!! (:

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- booguloo | January 28, 2011 at 8:27 PM | Reply
  
  What…? 1 sock wouldn’t hold all the candy.. ..smiles..
  
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Bodhirose | January 28, 2011 at 9:49 PM | Reply

She doesn’t sound very healthy for you!

Love m.c. escher…

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- booguloo | January 28, 2011 at 9:56 PM | Reply
  
  ..smiles.. A figment of all broken relationships.
  
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Ms. Peaches | February 2, 2011 at 6:54 PM | Reply

I really like this! I came to your blog to see if you have a post on your grandbaby…I hope she’s okay!

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- booguloo | February 2, 2011 at 10:08 PM | Reply
  
  Thanks for asking. She responded really well to prayers and treatment.
  
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