Through the Ballroom

Cryinforthedyin's Blog

Medieval Mickey Mouse, c.1300 AD. On November ... Image via Wikipedia

On the ‘path’ road of life..just my live..clouds trees starfish mossy rocks..received by one who gives..a patriot of Fakertown runs across the floor..His tights are pink and tutu black..always wants some more..

just does not know what for..

Girls around the punchbowl..moved back to the wall..fowl was fouled said run around..flirting at the ball..a social rant ’bout underpants is passing missie’s lips..her doctor knows her secret..she cannot come to grips..

just wiggles girdled hips..

Gentlemen of ‘rathers’..dusting pistols old..ball and cap through tree and sap..imbibed and talkin’ bold..stand away look for a make some better fun..for princes princess.. momma boys just run..

‘look! ‘famous Amos’ son’..

Fish and steak and vegan snobs..witches seeing all..except the sage without his rage..thinks change what befalls..running harder nowhere sometimes..then presented true..make a claim of watchword name said ‘that is what I do’..

Baby sitter thinks is fitter than the…

View original post 495 more words


About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
This entry was posted in Freedom. Bookmark the permalink.

Comment Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s