Wednesday, May 30, 2007

The Pits

The fruit of my labor is barely a snack although the exertion is crushing my back perhaps I should nurture that shiny green seed to harvest a bounty beyond what I need.

5 comments:

ozymandiaz said...

Those first two lines are possibly the best I have ever read. The work a day life boiled down into a simple rhyme. Absolutely beautiful.

rch said...

huh, I was just reminding myself to never be greedy, but thanks a lot! 8^D (wish I had something better to write about)

Anonymous said...

huh, I remember someone saying poetry is everywhere, just look. Now who the heck was that guy?

snomad said...

the first line sums up a lot! good stuff

rch said...

thanks nomad (love your name)