the summer scents of jasmine
drift through my open window,
my mint tea resonates
to the clink of a silverspoon.
if only all my sorrows could be so easily dismissed.
words by cocaine jesus
Devoted exclusively to the creative process. Here you will see photojournaling, poetry, prose, an occasional review--journaling or philosophical writing can be found on our other blogs. This is our attempt to use our imaginations. Enjoy!
Monday, August 14, 2006
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2 comments:
Drifting through the jasmine of your mind, eh?
a great song and also my wifes name!!
this was meant to be my sad attempt at a Basho type poem.
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