13.7.05

I Think We Could Be Friends

I love when it rains.
It makes me feel like I haven't really missed out
on my mornings.
Usually the sun is bursting through the windows
and coffee almost seems wrong.

Summer showers are the perfection of
restful thinking.
Too many days of rain only bring sadness.
But spouts of the unexpected, bring peace to my soul.

Oh today feels good.
Coffee, words finally written, and the one I love
sitting across from me.

I think Me and Today could be friends.

8 Comments:

At 7/13/2005 2:21 PM, Blogger Tavius said...

ur a damn good writer.

 
At 7/13/2005 2:22 PM, Blogger Tavius said...

it kinda reminds me of my "i constantly hope me and tomorrow will like each other."

but urs it much prettier

 
At 7/13/2005 6:14 PM, Blogger HangingUpsideDown said...

thanks:) That means a lot coming from you,...I respect your work tremendously.

Sometimes I wish I could speak the way I write. But than that would mean the person sitting across from me would have to wait a looooooooong time for me to speak. Or be ready at any moment for a spew of ramblings.

 
At 7/13/2005 9:54 PM, Blogger sarah said...

That was good. I can relate to that one.

 
At 7/14/2005 6:55 PM, Blogger Cigana said...

I love it when I see my friend's hidden talents.

 
At 7/14/2005 7:28 PM, Blogger David said...

I miss the days when I lived in the desert. There one can smell the comming rain and go out to greet it like an old friend you hear comming down the street.

 
At 7/14/2005 8:49 PM, Blogger HangingUpsideDown said...

I feel kind of bad for my friends,...I hide a lot from them. I'm a retarded wall-flower who loves attention but hates the notice. I want to be discovered and yet there isn't a bone in my body that can say "hey! look what I can do!I have lots of talents!". I love to be alone and be the only one who knows what I do, and yet on the days when there handing out stickers to all the cool kids,...I think I'm screaming "pick me! pick me!"

 
At 7/19/2005 5:22 PM, Blogger audi said...

guess what...
you're not so great at hiding.
i used to pretend to be a wallflower, too.
i think we both suck at it.

 

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