broken_clouds deb i love rainstorms with light breezes and sunny skies peeking through the charcoal clouds... it speaks of a promise i cannot tell, but i know this: a miracle is coming... i can FEEL it on the wind- pumpkins topple on the porch as thin whips of smoke curl up from chimney tops, that heavenly aroma of burning firewood mingling with crisp autumn air- perfection in a day 001001 ... sixfingers I never met a hamburger i didn't eat... 030105 ... kenny rogers feelin groovy Tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high Tore my mind on Jagged sky I just dropped in to see What Condition my Condition was in 030105 ... celestias shadow they cry like a four-year-old who has just dropped his ice cream cone they split like a tree violated by lightning they rupture like a silent earthquake leaving me drenched and lonely 031201 what's it to you? who go blather from