Monday, September 03, 2007


Reminded again
As I walk
Along damp dark streets
Of life’s frailty
It’s fleeting fickle nature
And how death can strike
Wherever, whenever it likes
Reminded again
By soft crunch, snail underfoot


ish said...

Isn't it ironic that there are times when nothing could seem so robust and boundless?

Pod said...

poor little snail. i have often wondered how it would feel without a shell