the shimmering peaks
of the glittered stream
reflect like pieces
to a sea of dreams
the waves softly speak
secrets of the deep
too quietly for Eric and me
who are enjoying the peace
buoyant and afloat
atop black rubber boat
guided by natural flow
taking it slow
rowing with our hands
like a kid in the bath
the beach lined with grass
and sand in my shorts
as we walk towards
the car door a large thorn
impales my toe
and I yell like a foghorn
Eric jokes about my pain
I'm amazed I made it!
without having to amputate...
what a day
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
1 comment:
I havent logged onto this in forever, but i think you're in need of some comments. Your posts seem to reflect some emptiness from all of the repetitive themes I'm reading, but I like how you've picked a couple of specific threads to tie everything together. Like Honey Bunches of Oats.
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