new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Pensive and potent, the words of great men, you and William. Thanks.
Thanks, Elisabeth. Thanks, Vassilis. Some day we will get to the bottom of it.As for being great men, imagine a ladder without any rungs; that is the one I am climbing.Great friends, though, I can, and do, believe in.
A ladder without any rungs! They call those 'stilts' in some places, I heard. I like the pen sieve! Makes me think of those water-thief thingies.hmmm...The World Wide Fishweb?
What more can one ask for as one climbs a ladder with no rungs? Great friends willing to string along! Thanks for volunteering!
What drips throughaccumulates inpools
in deed,it does.
Pensive and potent, the words of great men, you and William. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Elisabeth. Thanks, Vassilis. Some day we will get to the bottom of it.
ReplyDeleteAs for being great men, imagine a ladder without any rungs; that is the one I am climbing.
Great friends, though, I can, and do, believe in.
A ladder without any rungs! They call those 'stilts' in some places, I heard. I like the pen sieve! Makes me think of those water-thief thingies.
ReplyDeletehmmm...The World Wide Fishweb?
What more can one ask for as one climbs a ladder with no rungs? Great friends willing to string along! Thanks for volunteering!
ReplyDeleteWhat drips through
ReplyDeleteaccumulates in
pools
in deed,
ReplyDeleteit does.