Cast Away Again

Just two night's madly grind
and maybe
A few night's open mind

Why cry
Over this drip dip damp love-
of a time
But what crime?

Boo hiss on my mind
WELL not one-of-a-kind.
Open whorl heart I don't understand

Boo hiss Damn...
Sigh...
... Goodbye.
DELETE!!!
but hummm..
No NO
Just Go

July '11

Some oldies

Message Perhaps

The journey of lost mail

The old and young (old story)

this is a fictional story written in two and half years ago but i dragged it up cuz its been just sitting there. i had read Sophie Dahl's book "the man with the dancing eyes" and was INSPIRED!!!

She never held back
She gave love in a stack

And he left har heart all bitty
Smitten to shitty,
Sooty and sore
Other men were only a bore
And she felt like a whore
For loving so much more
The one she loved to adore


She wore a frown
and was always down
She couldn't resist it
She deserved his crown
... AND and gown!
How could he have missed it???!


You see this is a story about a heart-
A young heart,
that believed in love forever,

But no other did...



So it hibernated in a stone state...
...and waited ...
...and watched...
...and let things happen.

...and waited ...
...and watched ...
...and drew a map of where she went
To warn the rest.
She did her best



Then one day



Or so she thought
Until she became young again
And started her story again.

The Big Bird Flap

Time Goes By
By and By: Bye Bye...
And I go with it!

Life
Disturbs my routine
Possessions lost
Catalysts to successful tickover

Life pulls me
I see:
I need to stop this-
Life is living me!

Taking me under her hard wings
In big feathers I am lost
Like a piece of dust cought up in flight.

When will I grow to be too substantial to float?
How will I grow in this constant flap?
- Unpredictable - Changable - Sensational -
I have no brains at this size...

At lift off I bid
'Goodbye my good friends;
Farewell my half construde dreams...'

- Kate O'

Alpha Female- the big wait

I am king
Over Many Men
With my waiting army of disloyal Subjects
I rule by my wiley ways

To accept a Queen's crown
But I am King
King of and for myself
To rule my life
And wear the largest crown

To be my own wife
It be a bronze crown

Seeking my queen to admire
The man behind the woman
Seeking another king to admire
A male counterpart
To take my hat off to...

What is king
What is to rule
While I am king I hardly rule
Just wait and sit
On Charge
With big bronze crown

Kate O'

I won't quite afford the Stamp

Letter Lost
Of a kind
Total host
For what's on my mind.

Something that just needs to be said
Thoughts that keep me out of bed

Racing and Running
Realising... Ruining...
Breaking it down
To build it up
I won't say this
when I wake up

In this state
Where I'm truly me;
Only in this place
I trully see

But in the morning
I'll look at this tool.
When I read message
I'll have been a fool.

I won't quite afford the stamp
For where I feel what I say,
But I'll leave it in space
'Till it ages away.

By Kate O'