Galviston Merideth Banks

No good will come of it.

Galviston Merideth Banks
Was found floating in a tank.
Her body was cold but
The water was hot
In curious form
It's "what ever" I thought.

Author's Note

Finger exercises for the feeble and failing.

Reviews

[Chris]

Many paused - I don't wonder of their view
- just their thoughts.

[Tam Warink]

Ah, thank you, Chris. A response worthy of contemplation.

[Chris]

Sometimes even the question is an answer.

[Tam Warink]

It is indeed... and sometimes there is a bit of merit to be had from the Socratic method (I think).

[Chris]

Mental play on a Monday morn or is it mourn - the English so play with "u" that even I forget or not or naught which way to be. Chuckling here... and I really do and am.

[Tam Warink]

...it could be either - as the wind blows and for my part, small, but adored more often than not. I see your scaffolding is built of sturdy stuff, Chris. The designs of edifice are modified to suit the moment. I too, on occasion, such as that attributed to William P. Brannan as "Where the lion roareth and the whangdoodle mourneth for her first-born" becomes "...and I am where the evening dove calls and the whangdoodle mourneth for its mate." (Thanks Grandpa...)

[Chris]

Ya know ...sometimes night is the coldest day to face - again and again. Coffeeless mourns as suns rise over and over morning skies. Feeling the chill of 100 degree lifetimes flowing by.

But, 'nuff said...life is bus waiting for each of us to be thrown under. In our own time and choice - but of course.

[Tam Warink]

Well put...

[Chris]

thanks... Tam

[Pryde Foltz]

"Feeble and failing"
I think not.

[Tam Warink]

I'm forgetful and unobservant, as usual... Pryde, you are, perhaps, much too kind; but I'll enjoy it just the same. ;-)

[Pryde Foltz]

Not all at all, oh clever bard.