Mirage Au Trois by A. Paige White Imirages Loading :-} Their footprints imbed my sand that shifts in drifts of wind I drift in reverie No puddled piety, for these three, is safe... from step to stomp to bounce An oasis of mirth is provided me in the midst of pointing fingers dessert sands will not hold these three body soul or mind My mirage reels the real in steps and stomps and bounce no puddled piety for these three so splash! 11/07/2007 Author's Note: Posted on 11/07/2007 Copyright © 2024 A. Paige White Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/07/07 at 03:05 PM ...paige, love this!, i even was figgering it to be about yo chillin and when the clickey cliked on and i saw them...i grinned big...what a treat and a very heavy pome when read in that regard, lovely...peace, chaz Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)