People that I saw on campus...so i wrote them down
1)
As he moped out from the doorway,
Head held low to view the dirt,
He paused and gazed at rusty stair-rails
The color of his flannel shirt.
2)
Another turned and kissed the wall
seeming invisible to us all
but alas alas he knew I saw
saw him turn and kiss the wall
3)
The woman, Slavic, standing tall
Hair a golden flax
I tried to make a conversation
My tounge was tied and hers relaxed
4)
I alone in my suspicion
and they alone in theirs
But at least I have my intuition
and her, the golden hair
As my title indicated, I was walking across campus (UNT....but if you are here you probably knew that already) the other day...i guess tuesday... and decided to sit outside and watch the people coming in and out of the language building. There were a few interesting characters so I wrote a few short poems about them. So yeah....thats all....i'm at work AGAIN. I do enjoy working in the library though. It gives me some time to do stuff like this while on the clock.
As he moped out from the doorway,
Head held low to view the dirt,
He paused and gazed at rusty stair-rails
The color of his flannel shirt.
2)
Another turned and kissed the wall
seeming invisible to us all
but alas alas he knew I saw
saw him turn and kiss the wall
3)
The woman, Slavic, standing tall
Hair a golden flax
I tried to make a conversation
My tounge was tied and hers relaxed
4)
I alone in my suspicion
and they alone in theirs
But at least I have my intuition
and her, the golden hair
As my title indicated, I was walking across campus (UNT....but if you are here you probably knew that already) the other day...i guess tuesday... and decided to sit outside and watch the people coming in and out of the language building. There were a few interesting characters so I wrote a few short poems about them. So yeah....thats all....i'm at work AGAIN. I do enjoy working in the library though. It gives me some time to do stuff like this while on the clock.



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