Monthly Archives: September 2008

A very big deer? I dunno, but I’m sure that Sarah Palin knows.

Craving diet Coke – overbears all my senses; I must be stronger.

Carpeting open Ground with ruffled green hair that Browns as it ages.

Darkness creeps inside, And the moon takes centre stage With the lights turned off.

Waiting for rain’s end, Fleeting glimpses of sun’s rays In the cloud cover.

Cosy in it’s cave, Waiting for winter’s waning, Consuming itself.