A random thought? Perhaps. I needed to post, and this was there. So. It's still a start :)
Fish in my hair
Tiny golden guppies
Shitting
I think I'll stay on land
This is an erratic jumble of lucid thoughts and fervid poetry, all of which is my own (unless specified otherwise). Why 'Bird Droppings'? Because I bet its completely unique (in this context that is), and because the ideas that clamp onto my brain are not mine but belong instead to the stratosphere... hovering in giggling mists above my head until they drop. Like droppings :) Thank you for visiting. And do comment!
A random thought? Perhaps. I needed to post, and this was there. So. It's still a start :)
4 comments:
funny...well, I know fish shit in the water, and I guess if we are in it...well (hehe)...I'm just glad to see you've posted...the ending is sort of a surprise, which I like
i have had golden guppies shit in my hair as well, i call them my managers :-o
good to see some original stuff that is not some much "wretched matter and lame Meeter" but rather surprising and interesting.
and i would agree poems come form the aura and it is our job to simply transcribe it
have made a link from my site, and i hope to be able to read plenty more from your aether.
Greetings – I invite you to stop by Image & Verse and say hello.
Creative and fresh, a style like no others, in title and content. Keep it coming!
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