why i laugh later

[creativesoul]

it is an eerie feeling
laughing in the over cast hawaiian morning
reading some things i wrote
out of my body

chuckling, up to my eyes are flashes
of some of my dellusions
as they sink into the pacific
come over
so i have to pretend
that my house is clean
it isnt usually
i live in piles

my dishes are done having fun
is more important

[dadio]

Love this poem:

up to my eyes are flashes
of some of my dellusions
as they sink into the pacific

( well captured lines)

[saw]

living with eyes open can throw so many questions at you, the biggest being, who the hell am I.....still it beats the relity world of dancing with the stars and american idol......another good poem cs.......ps....I stopped caring about housecleaning a long time ago.....I catch up eventually, but it's not a daily habit...time is precious..........use it wisely..........peace

[creativesoul]

my landlord lives with his bi-polar wife in fiji
he is unhappy
there is trouble in paradise
i send them their mail

16 cats they took there
my desire for love is equally insane
i would have sold my soul for it
priceless but too valuable

even when love is lost
oh when it is new
windows frosted
like wrapping paper ripped with a child s eager hands
excitement
laying around a tree with gifts
my secrets are filled with light
refusal to fight with these types
living my life as if it belonged to someone else