Classic poem of the day
They haven't got no noses,
The fallen sons of Eve,
Even the smell of roses
Is not what they supposes,
But more than mind discloses,
And more than men believe.
They haven't got no noses,
They cannot even tell
When door and darkness closes
The park old Gluck encloses
Where even the Law of Moses
Will let you steal a smell.
The brilliant smell of water,
The brave smell of a stone,
The smell of dew and thunder,
The......
Member poem of the day
honeyed journey awakened dreams.....a cherishing a grand greeness love the pairing of our melding young verve.....our maiden marriage years long past
