June 05, 2005

The Hunter is Mistaken!

The huntsmaster shot me with a silver gun.
Which, at killing werewolves, was well to do.
But my heart is with the blacksmith’s son
And to possess it he must take his too.

Hence he sought Teddy with his silver gun
And shot him in more places than one.
But his hands were bare.
Had it been never there?
And there was nothing my love could have done.

(Aug '94)


- No comments Not publicly viewable


Add a comment

You are not allowed to comment on this entry as it has restricted commenting permissions.

June 2005

Mo Tu We Th Fr Sa Su
|  Today  | Jul
      1 2 3 4 5
6 7 8 9 10 11 12
13 14 15 16 17 18 19
20 21 22 23 24 25 26
27 28 29 30         

Search this blog

Favourite blogs

Most recent comments

  • Gambatte kudasai! Wai I've been trying to email you at your hotmail account but no dice! Email so I … by on this entry
  • Hi Wai, how you doing? I've finished my exams so life is treating me well. Would have sent you an em… by on this entry
  • Holy smokey Batman! The revolution is nigh! Say goodbye to the tradition of the oppressed! Bid farew… by on this entry
  • Have you always wanted to be one a Power Ranger? Or perhaps plot to destroy them? In our RPG's, your… by on this entry
  • Smoking will be banned in enclosed spaces you say? It got me thinking that if you wanna come out on … by on this entry

Blog archive

Loading…
Not signed in
Sign in

Powered by BlogBuilder
© MMXXII