Sunday, March 01, 2009

Sunday, March 01, 2009
Days slipping into days. Nights are only. Rest periods. Or blank periods rather. Because days are rest periods. And the nights are exhausted and blank from too much rest. 

2 comments:

americanising desi said...

:) short and sweet with the tinge of salty ness !!

HoneyBee said...

Hi! Shall I call you boss? =) I'm this week Voter from Poetry Bloggers group @ riteuni02. As promised, I'm reviewing for the list. SO permit me to submit my humble comments and please don't take it as an offense.

So, I'll go one by one:
-Contents: fresh and creative ideas and themes, and with surprise elements. I like how the poem "the day I tried to live in the fishpool" was written.
-Design: I find the widgets placement a bit cluttery. But the design theme used is pretty. I kinda find the orange fonts in Monday Morning a bit off and clashing with the background though.
-Plus Point: The blog unique name. Delicious chocolate pics =).

BTW congratulations on your recent publication in other blogs.

Regards,
riteuni02@HoneyBee

 
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