We're breathing
In the same world, same air
We always think about us
Boosting all our doser recollections
Those should be ample to make us grin
It has to be plentiful at least for now
Categories:
doser, literature, poems, poetry, romantic
Form: Free verse
with doser in hand
walking the land
scape waiting
for a sign
that my
rod may tug
like a fishing
line letting
the bobber
sign
what i've tried
to find i've
found
under
this
mound that
is damp to
touch and
smells of
musk
surely the
search of
what i
came
to
find is now
within my
grasp or
at least
a lick
fluid flowing
as my tongue
digs deeper
into what
this is
i simply
end with
a french
kiss
Categories:
doser, muse,
Form: I do not know?
Kimmy, you suggested a theme
Well I have a scheme,
Theme is flying saucers,
UFO's
I laughed them off,
Until one before me posed
I doubted my mind
First time in my life,
My son saw it too,
Perhaps madness is rife
I still question
My eyes and brain,
Perhaps it's true,
I am insane...
It was not a mere
Light in the sky,
It was clearly defined,
Right before my eye
Classic saucer shape,
Quiet passage in the sky
When I told some others,
They did not deny...
Next day in the news
An article there was,
Saucers seen over Mexico,
Their Air Force did
What it does,
Chased them to no avail,
But it made a news buzz
Several level headed
Relatives and friends
Saw them at other times
Even closer
I wondered if I had been,
The victim of an LSD doser
Kimmy- you were Navy...
Any comment now?
And any Souper with such
Experience,
Please post it on Soup,
And I'll vow,
Not to make fun of you,
Or think you are fool,
But hearing other experiences,
I think that that'd be cool.
Categories:
doser, adventure, mystery, space,
Form: Bio