Friday, July 2, 2010
THE VIRTUAL POETRY BUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So follow me follow away to the wonderful world of Weaver and there we will wallow in this weeks neither whistfully wanton nor wutheringly woeful poetry bus challenge, no, no witch is Weaver, but she will cast a spell on you, her task is magic and weally weally wickedly good methinks.
Unless wisteria gives you hysteria you should be eager as a beaver to get over to Weaver where nature and musings weave and mingle like waves among the shingle.
You'll be left wanting more when you've walked along her sunny shore.
So make haste comrades of the bus they call' poetry 'and gather the muse unto yourselves like a bunch of flowers and intoxicate us with the sweet perfume of your words, or just get over there and write a feckin poem. Right? HERE