Monday, September 04, 2006

Poem by Old Mule



Poem contributed by the Old Mule.

8 comments:

Doug said...

Tranquilo, adj. Listo

Minka said...

I really wish I had the words to read as well ;)

His voice adds to the tranquility and balance of the poem, I think. It is easy to picture and makes you want to feel...

Old Mule said...

Hi, Minka. The words to the poem have been posted on my site. Have a wonderful day.

QuillDancer said...

I went on a medical mission to Guatemala (as a journalist, not medical personnel) and the first time the volcano blew we all left our stations (this journalist was using a warm-water/peroxide solution to clean filthy ears) and ran outside to watch. Our patients, in the church sanctuary we were using as a clinic, were left to mutter about the loco americanos.

ariel said...

I like your poem, and it has the colours of a cold night.

ariel said...

cannot comment on your site, Old Mule. just want to say I loved The End Of Summer, too.

Minka said...

and I wnated to thank you for publishing those words.
Although I couldn´t comment either :(
I am still impressed!

Kyahgirl said...

great contribution Old Mule. Your poem has a nice feel.