Friday, 11 February 2011

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world - Louis Armstrong

Today has been both stressful and wonderful in almost equal measure, but its always good to be Friday!


Quivering ~ she paused ~ unsure which path to take ~ senses on fire ~ a hesitation not a stop.

Burning embarrassment ~ finally thawed ~ eyes raised from the floor ~ how ironic ~ prosecution for a momentary lapse

Haiku / Senyru

Adrenaline rush / Panic rampant lost control / abating now slowly

Clouds breaking to blue / sunshine warming all below / natures promise holds

Touched by his smile / lifted once again aloft / on lifes merry-go-round

As Christina sang / crowd in abeyance / more than slip of tongue!

Take my trust gently / treat it with care and respect / if lost forever gone

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