The Daily Haiku

A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic.

Something Extra

I breathe in the fumes
Of oils unfathomed
With glory and pride
I confess myself doomed
You won again
Godly different kind
My air has ceased
To the deepest peace of mind
--- Tiamat, "Atlantis as a Lover"

(Why?? Because it's stuck in my head, that's why!)


Blogger Los said...

This might be a good place to drop some Stones lyrics ... nevermind.

7:40 PM, September 13, 2007  
Blogger Ink and Stone said...


8:15 AM, September 14, 2007  

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