This was epic. Especially the last line. "sha-boom!" :D Loved it!
Oooh I have a whole binder full from my high school days. But no need to post any and embarrass myself. I do enough of that. ;)I kinda like in the silos of our souls.
LOL, i love the sound affects!!
Wow. I hadn't even considered what I might be hiding in the silo of my soul, I don't think it'd be a missile though, that's a guy thing - I think I just got the metaphor *blushes*.
Hmm, tempting.I doubt I could find any of it now. I'll just kick back and enjoy your moment.......dhole
Ummm, great metaphor. I really can't compete with that...
Valerie--I think the last line is the only thing it had going for it.Karen--I showed you mine so...OK, we won't go there, but really you should share. It's a big help when we see how far we've come.Emily--I grew up in the Star Wars era. Nothing is anything without good noise.Chaarmaine--You won't believe me--because I'm a guy and I'm a Navy guy and I'm a PILOT (OMG!) and, well you get the picture--but I had never ever until this moment thought there was anything remotely sexual about this poem. Either I'm absolutely clueless or you're seeing mirages. Personally, I'd go with the former.Donna--Thanks. That's nice, and what's intended.Cate--Yeah, see my note to Charmaine above...unless...nevermind!Thanks guys for stopping by and commenting!
The editor in me wants to change "lays" to "lies." I have some awful poems somewhere. Will have to dig them up.
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