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11-07-2013, 09:19 AM #1Plausibly implausible
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A Musing (not really as poem)
Today,
In the prison,
I saw a tiny little baby sparrow sitting on the wire.
As I passed by he didn't flinch.
I returned.
And put out my finger,
And touched his little tail feathers.
He didn't move.
He may have been shit-scared,
But I rather like the thought
That he hadn't yet learned to fear humans.
It was the best thing that happened to me today.
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(it's supposed to say 'Not Really A Poem', how annoying...)Last edited by carlmaloschneider; 11-07-2013 at 09:22 AM.
Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?
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11-07-2013, 12:47 PM #2
It's often the little things that touch you isn't it Carl, a bit like that sunset I think I told you about. I am a bit scared of birds, so I wouldn't have been able to touch it I don't think.
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11-07-2013, 08:47 PM #3Plausibly implausible
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Yeah, it's ALWAYS the little things. The little things in life are the big things.
Originally Posted by edhewitt
Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?
Walt Whitman
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11-07-2013, 09:34 PM #4
Certainly a small thing when you really need it is bigger than a big thing when you dont, they are usually more memorable too Originally Posted by carlmaloschneider
Bread and water can so easily become tea and toast
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