by Julie Adams
I am fat
and tho woes
of life leave me
in all things
and shall rejoice
as others passed
with the dark
Author's Note: don't let kharma's revolving door hit you on the way out
Posted on 02/22/2003
Copyright © 2021 Julie Adams
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by JD Clay on 02/22/03 at 08:42 PM|
You've come-n-gone full circle with this one Jewels. Very introspective, can I rub it?
|Posted by Ken Harnisch on 02/23/03 at 05:07 PM|
lol...you remind me why I have always hated revolving doors..:)
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 02/23/03 at 09:17 PM|
That revolving door is less likely to hit you as you pass through if you are able to extract the light from the darkness... right? Love..."fat with optimism"... very cool poem, Jewels. I am suggesting it for poem of the day.
|Posted by Lacy D Phillips on 02/25/03 at 03:25 AM|
I am fat
That is truly a wonderful thought.
|Posted by Christina Bruno on 02/27/03 at 04:44 AM|
lovely :) let me borrow some optimism jules lol