-Wakey wakey Stuart! It’s time for my morning walk! Stuart jumped out of his dream… who was that talking? In such a cartoon-like voice? His eyes were still glued together, for he was a broker and had been working till 3 AM, and he looked out of the window…. to his surprise, the sky wasContinue reading “The Sky Turned Tangerine!”
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Out of Sadness
When I feel sad, let nobody know. Repenting of my mistakes, don’t let my anger grow. When I cry hard, let my tears be full of Holiness. For I cannot change the past, grant me one more morning freshness. If I’ve punished myself, help me find another mother figure. When destiny’s cruel, let me dreamContinue reading “Out of Sadness”
Psychedelic Rhapsody
It’s raining golden glitterI’ve had precious gems for breakfastMy cat is laughing at the cartoonsThe lillies are kissing each otherThe bus driver is letting everyone in for freeMy porcelain clowns are cooking lasagna for meI’m waiting for a call. I wish time would just stop and freeze right nowFor I don’t know if I’m deadContinue reading “Psychedelic Rhapsody”
Midnight Jokes.
2. A hairdresser goes to the psychologist.– You see, when I give a haircut to a lady, she ends up saying she looks like a man.When I give a haircut to a man, he says I’ve groomed his like a woman. I’m desperate.– Maybe you should try to become a pets’ hairdresser? Says the expert.–Continue reading “Midnight Jokes.”
The Artist Born in a Paint Bucket.
How an Artist manages to get through life. A poem.
A New Day!
Yesterday’s Vices Are Buried! Forget about the Madness, the Stripping Wild and the Self-Betrayal, On this New Day, this New Chance, this New Play, God has given you a special Gift, a 24 -hour span of clean clean mist, Don’t lose a minute, all work and play, Tick your To-Do list and start with zest,Continue reading “A New Day!”
A Little Girl Went Climbing Through The City….
Originally posted on Auburn's Creative Palpitations:
Devastation has a certain Newborn Baby….. A little girl went climbing through the City…. All covered up to not look so pretty… And when… she reached… the Top of the Hill… A Dolly she hung, for her Joy to Spill!!! Never under-estimate an Autist, even yet so lately…
A Little Girl Went Climbing Through The City….
HOW A LITTLE AUTIST GIRL GOT JUST! IN TIME FOR HER APPOINTMENT.
BASED ON A TRUE STORY!!
READ ON…
Friday’s Soppy Joke!
Why you should dodge the Flowers and the Weed…
Ma petite Celle
Dans ma petite celle… blanche, froide et grele J’attendais mon repas, chaud, bleu ou froids A travers la vitre se bagarraient les nuages Toujours enrages, bordant mon avenir, mon present, mon passe….et ceux des passants. Je realisai tout a coup que mes animaux irises Ne visiteraient point mes spagghettis, mes aubergines, ma Foi Qu’en serait-ilContinue reading “Ma petite Celle”
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