Makes No Sense

These are my own thoughts and poems, but not my pictures.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Mimes

Mimes are always silent
Never really accomplishing anything
Pulling invisible ropes
Pressing invisible glass
Walking against invisible winds
I could be a mime because I never really accomplish anything,
But I don't like being silent, putting on makeup, pulling ropes, pressing glass, or walking against the winds

(Note it is impolite to applaud after the performance of a mime)


Sunday, March 9, 2014

GONE - a poem

Somewhere over the rainbow
Where no one dares to go
Out of the ballpark
Invisible in the dark
Faded in the mist
Ceased to Exist
Gone Vanished Gone
Totally Withdrawn
        GONE