This is where the gatekeeper of nowhere lives, or at least she/he should.
(Amazing picture, click to enlarge to really big and smashing size)
The Gatekeeper's Lament
Here I stand, or sit
Waiting for lost souls to approach
Sometimes I watch TV, but the reception is terrible
And the satellite man can never find my little shack
He has no idea where he's going
And I know that I'll see him soon
Because he is really going nowhere.
I see what is happening down there
And I never closer the gate.
Haven,t seen a new entry on the silly poems blog for ages ... would this lament like to go there ? :-)
Posted by: Angela | January 24, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Interesting thought, Ange.
Maybe, just maybe...
Posted by: AndyC | January 24, 2007 at 01:16 PM
Is that your house Andy?
Posted by: Jason | January 26, 2007 at 08:36 AM
Yes Jason, it is. It is my house. That's where I live.
Posted by: AndyC | January 26, 2007 at 09:01 AM