“Hope” is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops – at all. And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard And sore must be the storm That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the […]
Poetry of humanity, Of desire and insanity, Well then, shall we dance? Oh, sire of my vanity. But, I should tell you I am no man; just a gentle cat, Not stretched with worry nor woe. When I’m sleeping of course. Thinking about you all the time That you’re extraordinary, Perhaps I’m not even missing […]
Life at the Launderette At the Sultry Suds It can be interesting, Occasionally, enough. I live above the Launderette now It’s where I met my boyfriend, Where I meet all my friends, and My best friend, I fell in love there too. Living above the Laundry. It’s a place where we can share stories And […]
Love in a Journal.
Life above the Mat, in the Launderette At the Sultry Suds, it can be interesting, Occasionally, enough. I live above the Laundromat It’s where I met my boyfriend at; Where I meet all my friends, My best friend too, It’s where I fell in love, Living life above. It’s a place where we can share […]