Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
Internet debate caught by fact fearing troll when will smart come back
Soul Doc
From my office window A single flower blooms In a sea of concrete
Finishing coffee Wife giggling at the internet Nirvana
Too much exerted Garden weeded looking great Body sore and tired
Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. Multiple attempts Phrases started discarded Nothing witty to say
Morning cloudy cold Afternoon bright sunshine and heat Spring is in the air
Secret desires burn Through the soul a white hot fire Consuming all joy
Moisture from the sky Falling in sheets through the wind Fish don’t seem to notice
Mighty wind blowing Carrying leaves from far away Dropping them on my lawn
A madman rambles Spouting views of this and that Is he still a madman when His words ring true?
