I’ve drunk bile in my bones
At the grandest of delusions,
And reached alto in the Thrones (or "phones"??)
To clamber up confusions.
And so I soared from seas of night
And floated on the moon,
I met a girl of grand delight
And made her swan to swoon.
To douse my head, and wipe my pen;
To write—to think!—of better men.
In Honor of one of my favorite writers, Dre
Excerpts from "Epiphany of the Creative" & "The Writers Bewilderment".
I love you Dre, and I pray for you.
Cheers to the goode times
3 comentários:
i love dre's poetry...he's fab...i love you ree.....i miss you.
Hahaha... aww thanks doll.. the pictures do them justice.:P
I do love the poetry
Can't wait for some GP feed back from someone questioning the spirituality of a couple pics.
LOL
ROCKm
see ya
LOVES TO ALL
iVn
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