Tag: colour

It’s not a song. It’s more like a story
Life forces enough final decisions on us
Life is a long way
The scientific life is fraught with peril
This princess of pure white
I wonder if the lion be to speak
When fishes flew and forests walked
And ears like errant wings
I said silent, silent rage
I’m too young to be tattooed
Now the hungry lion roars
I am that merry wanderer of the night
Blood hath been shed ere now
In my way I also am an artist
She walked out of the inn
He wasn’t me
I was getting butterflies by this time
I was hungry for something
When shall we three meet again?
I am ‘Hula Pig’
It hurt a lot
I doubt there’re any monkeys here
Save the pancakes for later
In the fell clutch of circumstance
A new point we have in common
1971 was the Year of Spaghetti
Suddenly, it all happened again
Cats often disappear like that
I think I am happy, there’s nothing wrong
You forgot the coffee