-A window ajar is a prelude in building to the joy of being limitless! That uneasiness of being familiar somehow, sometime, somewhere.......

Saturday, August 20, 2005

Green apple and Honeysuckle / M40

All through the drive
from London to Oxford,
on that busy M40;

We never spoke

even once ....

you
drove,
singing along to Dylan and Cohen;

me

sat beside
buried in my Sudoku and eraser-dust,

All because ----

you
had wanted green apple and honeysuckle

and

me lavender.



PS- Green apple honeysuckle and lavender: fragnances in air freshners.


12 comments:

Sudarshan said...

Ah humor! It smells real nice ;)

Ubermensch said...

Hey sudharshan , long time! thanks.

Samudraa said...

awww,cute little thing..........fragrant ;)

Ubermensch said...

samudraa,
thaaank you.

Chay said...

...missing you already....

all coz u wanted to be lavender in an apple orchard...

about the poem.... :-) Oh yeah!! It smells like you alright!!

love,
chay

Ubermensch said...

chay,
Thanks,
a pinch of asparagus n glass of red wine before an hour to bed is good for yearning, im told:)

evenlyn waugh once advised to 'shake the sham and throw away', if u want to keep it , not on my shelf.

And dear,it was just a thought, not poem.
Ubermensch

Chay said...

well then...nice 'just-a-thought'...it does smell like you!!

cham-pagne...

Ubermensch said...

OK.Me smells Jack Daniels always.

.m. said...

:)i stopped by today!! :) wanted to look at your sea pics... :(

Ubermensch said...

Hey thanks re,
asia pacific again ??? Ill send you the sea series if you like.
Ubermensch

. : A : . said...

*takes a deep waft of the air*

Hhhmmm.

:-)

Ubermensch said...

:a:,
you smell some discontent?;)
Ubermensch

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