Posted by: Brigitte on: October 13, 2009
I was an ondine,
Born of ice and snow, then thawed;
If betrayed, you rot.
… from a dream, dreamed a very long time ago
Posted by: Brigitte on: September 26, 2009
Prancing mightily,
Crushing you under my hooves,
My verdant carpet.
Posted by: Brigitte on: September 7, 2009
The trouble is this:
The muse is quite powerless,
And artists, fickle.
… found when unpacking boxes from my old apartment, dated July 10, 2007
Posted by: Brigitte on: August 31, 2009
On a bicycle,
Chatting about cereal,
I, dumb with horror.
… dreamed the night of 8/30/09
