Dark as living day

hidden in the months,

storming in May….


A silent laughter

giggling noiselessly

penguins madagascar..


Fox to tiered hen

we meet once again

fine old time  friend…


i thought is saw a

putty cat?

we did, we did saw

a putty cat!


Wandering deserted


stormed like a hard

wind blown sand..

Lost an unfocused


unseen stroll through



Green eggs and ham

said by sam i am…

as i wander

throughout the land..

Over here, over there

step up and shake

my hand,

don’t you understand?

Don’t you know who

i am?


throughout this sad land…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.