Tre shorts

Ummm...we return once again to inscape...that outside in realm peopled by the never so ordinary...you...
Can't you just smell the future as it presses against that...ummm...rather largish schnoz your sporting today...My GOD man...look at the size of that thing...



Shedding


Where the sweet waters spring
From the heart of the land
So cold so refreshing
We bid thirst goodbye
As we climb heavens ladder
To the realm of the Eagle
We leave all encumbrance
And fly spirit fly


NSA


Be warned
We are not now alone
Nor ever have we been
For every deed that we have done
Was catalogued and seen


Yearning


How improbable are trees
Stretching forth finger-like branches
Groping at the air
Unfurling leaves like sails to catch the wind
Yearning to fly
Forever remaining rooted to the dirt


Pssst...a schnoz is that olfactory growth protruding from the fore part of your head.............NOT...any other protrusion...
Jeez...



YouSir

a reply to: YouSir

Hehe nice! Thanks for the smile and the wonderment!

a reply to: swanne


Ummm...Hello my ffriend...I wuz really very drunk at the time...Can you saay...in my cupses...awe there so cuute...cupsez...ha ha ha...

But I wuzant...inebre...inubre...A Kneebree ate Ted...poor little fell...fell er...but it doesn't seem to hurt much cept
when I moove...mooove.....moooove..........................oh...that's what I had for brefast......wheeeeeeee...

Could you stop the mary...merry go round again.........please...?

I wanna get off........poor teddy...


Sorry Swanne...I was tempted beyond my ability to resist...

Be well my friend




YouSir