Wednesday, September 25, 2024

Warped...

Warped...

Time and space and mind,
Swirled across the mists of eternity I wander,
Looking for the wisdom of the ages,
Breathing in the tides of infinity,
I look out to the horizon and see things as they are now,
Yet when I look up or down or off into space,
As they could be should be would be,
If there were any heart in the logic,
Reality wouldn't be so...warped.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 03/31/2010

Minibike Summer Haiku...

Minibike Summer Haiku...

I just put in gas.
The minibike moves summer fast.
Speed bought for a dime.

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 07/19/2000
Author's Comments

My eighth birthday present was a lawn mower engine minibike. I lived in Genoa, NE. I had trails all over and roads with nothing but cornfields for company of gravel. 1970 and a childhood dream come true. (& it cost 10 cents to fill the tank)