The stream is slowest when the bladder is full.
Dawn wanted to go out with Eve but they never met up.
We are nothing more than reflections of our vainest dreams.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: August 2nd, 2017 00:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Three little ones - who gets number 2 ? Plus one of my wall pieces.
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No.2: Morning and Evening were never meant to meet?
Like all three, but no.1 is the favorite.
Yes I like No 1 - know it well!!
Michael, was I right about no.2?????? Need to know, can't go to sleep otherwise.
Spot on Fred - off to bed...
Fine writes M.
Thanks a lottily O
Good one liners, I can relate to Number One.
Everything slows up as you get old - heigh ho!!
Ha Ha. Very clever. Great art, as well.
Thanks WBL - pleased you like my wall sculpture - don't do many of them these days as they are slow sellers and take up space in the studio.
Love to bits number 2 which raised a big smile on reading. That third one-liner is thought-provoking too. Great write Michael.
Thanks Fay. As for No 3 even though I wrote it I am still not sure what it is saying, when I wrote it it just seemed right.
If Dawn and Eve ever do meet up, we all are in a lot of trouble! Cute offerings, Michael.
If they do meet up I'll be getting up before I've gone to bed - either that or I'll be in bed all day which sounds the better option. Cheers Louis.
Bright up three lines. Like them all. I believe we are vain dreamers that get in shock when awakened.
Just so - to sleep, perchance to dream.
This is wonderful!
Thank you Shannon
Thanks MICHAEL ~ love the driftwood fish ! Loved the one liners ! 1. Since i became INCONTINENT I only go to Europe for my Holidays and I DIDN'T vote BREXIT ! 2. The same was true of WONG & WITE 3. My Mantra is "Better to dream in VAIN than never to dream at all" Yours BRIAN.
Still so much to see in Europe alone even though we've been travelling it for more years than I can remember. I've dreamed in Venice but never in Vain - where is it?
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