bottle of Purell
brings memories of summer...
chilly air tonight.
-- Voidious (Votes: 20)  |
serving me all day,
constantly rubbing my hand:
my spiral notebook.
-- Voidious (Votes: 32) |
half-inch piece of chalk
sitting unused in the tray
never used again
-- Voidious (Votes: 25) |
Ideas may run out
Then I will have naught to write
String together words
-- Gattman (Votes: 30) |
Perhaps time is spent
better when working on
your own web site. Ha!
-- Gattman (Votes: 31) |
Haiku can be fun
But it can take much work
Like coding java
-- Gattman (Votes: 28) |
Linux shall rule soon
It will overcome Gates
But now it still grows
-- Gattman (Votes: 18) |
absorbing the warmth,
reflecting the summer's light:
Chenresig statue.
-- Voidious (Votes: 34) |
a warm summer night,
on my bed I meditate...
colors go away.
-- Voidious (Votes: 18) |
a student arrives,
early like the rest of us...
air conditioned room
-- Voidious (Votes: 23) |
so why the plunder,
this is our only home,
worship the planet.
-- joseph mcninney (Votes: 31) |
worship a woman,
she bares the seeds of all life,
love her forever.
-- joseph mcninney (Votes: 19) |
a man without love,
is a man without a soul,
a man without hope.
-- joseph mcninney (Votes: 19) |
i am just a man,
a simple and humble man,
a man of colors.
-- joseph mcninney (Votes: 23) |
the beautiful girl,
danced with elegance and grace,
it is living art.
-- joseph mcninney (Votes: 20) |
rain stifles the heat,
two more days 'til classes start.
the cats will miss me.
-- Voidious (Votes: 19) |
Sweat pours down my face.
Fifty hours and counting.
Still more work to do...
-- mediapunk (Votes: 30) |
empty pizza box
sitting next to garbage bins...
the vacation's end
-- Voidious (Votes: 21) |
