Bouwulf started
Something that remains with us
Our love of good words

Simple minded, no?
I love playing with the words
Anglo-Saxons rule

Don

Zero hits the mark
Strange no bells or whistles sound
Only this to go

Bet you thought Oh no
One did that deliberate
Give you all a clue

Two to go there now
Hey they say two

Two to go there now
Hey they say two

Threes an odd number
With Wicker connotations
Christians love it too

Four times tables neat
But it

Five alive fore sure
Its been hard work all this time
Closer even yet

Closer to the score
Six is an even number
Then there

I hate to state eight
Fact now it

Caustic attributes
Push people away from you
Where they stand staring

Crucible of life
All the many goings on
Makes us skeptical

Uncoordinated
They

Drawn into the web
Unable to help themselves
Useless to deny

Half a dozen guys
Fascinated like rabbits
Watching a stoat dance

wankers rule the middle class
wankers own the higher
wankers use the lower for definition

Hard fought scrambling
Rendered unusable now
As a claim to fame

Bet you feel better
Around the crumbling edges
Of your existence

Treading over them
Softly so as not to wake
Those that had good times

Diabetic woes
On top of all ells you go
Hypoglysimic

dallis78@hotmail.com
dallis78@hotmail.com
dallis78@hotmail.com

not diabetic
although i can be quite sweet
if i'm not needled

i think that i may
never see, a poem as love-
ly as a free tree

....the way you arrange
things or ideas or thoughts
....are mind's creations
.
.
..(which may be subject to
....the laws on copyright)

.....it must be gangrene
for you to turn blue due to
..........diabetes, sir
.
.
.(which goes with old age)

...mox has mutated
into his most virulent
..form ever yet, yes

freezing winter day
unbelievably blue sky
matching my digits

so you're a jool fan ?
that might explain quite a lot
i knew you were crazed

Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.

Cross Pollinating Nasal Strips
A Bunny Out Ran A Mudslide
Copy Machines Get No Respect

Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.

what about those who
think either/or is foolish
bless Leonard Cohen...

the danger to go
from belief to belief some
part dies, and another?

springs up like a weed
or a plant, and what blossoms?
seeds for hope or hell?

fundamentalists
I don't know if these folks all
have violent thoughts

to contrast with a world that
is a "foe," to stick self in
a book, mind hidden

some do as guideline
others do as opiate
to escape from self

there's a social
ugliness that in tune can
create "beauty" tunes

that which makes the vase
work is the space in the vase
inside, like the ku...

i know i choose
to post the things i do here
the voices, contrast...

he wondered what I
was doing, clicked off fast and
why did I hide here...?

To see an ugly
Rosseau side of me that should
grow up and fear less?

the con lies to get
something base, puts his con to
an art, to get, crap

people close the doors
say they say nothing and go
on to talk rumors...

is this art or folks
that just have no life pushing
and feeding off others?

damn, she's right, this crap
I've been spewing all this time
really is crap...yow!

Higher management
Mellie works from bottom up
You

this is what I think
get to the bottom of it
grandma has a cock

A little Haiku
Last one for three hundred times
Then let me away

Won

Emails wrecked, won

No more excitement
Its all been done before now
Where

Watched live on TV
A challenge to the senses
Holding my breath tight

Tranquility base
Middle of the driest sea
Mankind