wanderers molly is gone we would sleep in a tangled ball initmate like baby deer eyes deep like pools of love we'd dream together of lonesome roads sunsets flickering orange to warm our faces as we lifted them to the horizon smiling we awoke together a soft sugary kiss for breakfast pink cheeks still smiling, drunken with sleep like babies new to the wind, new to the rising sun squinting with happiness we'd share our nightly journeys only to remember we had been there together holding hands as we floated through clouds dyed pink by the descending sun, splashed by the glorious ocean's sparkle waltzing on the solar winds together 030626 ... taimer never near anything, never in a hurry, never even getting there, but going never the less, bless, so she walks and shows, never quite comes, she quits and then she go's 040812 ... nomme) travellers 050623 ... andru235 seldom try to coerce others into wandering... so why does it seem like the settled detest wanderers? [maybe it doesn't seem like that to you] 051115 ... TROUBLESUM andru, nice angle 051116 ... z nomads 051117 ... z berbers, kurds, mongols, austrailian aborigines, plains amerinds, !kung, huns, gypsys etc. 051117 ... somebody The duck and the horse had travelled for many miles under a sky fluffed by wayward clouds. The horse was merry but the duck was in no mood for jokes; yesterday this dynamic had been reversed. Unbeknownst to them both, soon they would both be happy, together, and beside a sleepy river. The fences had been destroyed eons ago, and the waters had been purged of their toxins. It was a cause for endless celebrations. 060706 what's it to you? who go blather from