Friendship of the species

At what point did did humans fall in love with animals? When did they become friends instead of enemies or competitors? When did the first Fido play fetch? When did the first Mittens mew for milk?

When did we learn to communicate? Sure we will never speak together, but we understand everything that the other thinks and feels and does.

I wonder what the future holds for all our animals on earth... I really hope they are in it with us.

Deep cool

It happens quickly: It begins at the tips of your toes, at the tips of your fingers, then slams through your body to the core. It takes your entire conscious thought away for that brief moment as you slide gracefully into the deep cool of the water.

Hard, cold and algae-smooth; the rock presses on the arches of your feet as they slide of against the bottom of the pond. From around your skin, crystal shards brush against you to shimmering surface, bubbles like a pain of glass shattering in reversed time.

Pause a moment and open your eyes... See the sun's blurry columns dance in deep green cool, and feel your subconscious recall the memories of your blood... Once, you were at home in the water. Then you returned only to hunt for food. Now you return just to feel its comfortable embrace... unaware of why.

The loopy old man

that loopy old man that lives just down the road
he has sammon for dinner and breakfasts on toad.
he has seven green cats which dont have a name,
and a gigantic blue dog thats compleatly insane

now if you go to his house, outside it you'll find,
a teapot door knock that'll just blow your mind;
its fixed on his post-box which is also his door,
and beside it, his garrage, containing a boar.

now its said the old chap wasnt always this way
it all happend back on that fatefull day
He was doing his taxes, as tell you he will,
when by some fluke, he divided by nill

little did he know the trouble this would cause
'cause if you sucseed, and the answer is yours
They say that the universe can do funny things
Like blow up your calculator with the sound of bell rings

Now the poor guy has to live out his life
With green cats and a dog, instead of a wife
a teapot door-knock and a postbox front door
and in his garage, a smelly old boar

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According to the file's date created, I wrote this on the 31st of may 2009.