Wednesday, March 31, 2010

what will they think of next?

Hi folks : Well they've gone and done it now! They made a link to Amazon.com for blogger sites. I leave it to you. should I monetize this blog or just keep it between us ? Anyway please email me your answers . Now for this week's poem :

Dust gets in your eyes
By Lawrence R. Berger
The winter is over
spring is here again
days are growing longer.
The sun lends its rays
to the earth and life begins
anew . words fail to describe the wonder of it all.
see you next week.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

hello

Hi, it's me again. This week I heard about a web site that helps get projects funded for artists .
it's www.howudoing.com I haven't quite figured out how it works yet so if your inclined send me a message if you visit it. Here's this weeks poem :

The Blind Side
By Lawrence R. Berger
Half the time
I have no idea
what will come next.
The other half
I don't much care.
But sitting on the side lines
is getting boring !
Time to get up and do something !

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Happy St. Paddy's Day

Hi folks : Happy ST.Patricks Day !!!!!!!! Here's this week's poem :

Greening
by Lawrence R. Berger
The days grow longer
and nights grow warm
as the year turns its way to
summer.
Lucky thing we're all still
alive to see it.
see you next week.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

no dust gathers !

Hi folks: well the search continues but I've got projects to keep me busy so I'm dealing with it all. Here's this weeks poem :

Sounds good
By Lawrence R. Berger
Sometimes things go relatively well in life
sometimes you get kicked in the teeth
but mostly its best to know that whatever the stuation
time gets you through it.
see you next week.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

still standing!

HI folks : well I'm still looking for work but I have had a couple of good interviews and my writing partner only wants revisions to the screen play. now that I've got the time its working out . So enough with the chit chat ! Here's this weeks poem :

Spare change?
By Lawrence R. Berger
Seasons come and go as the world turns
and the memory of men may last.
but in the end
the cockroaches will have the last laugh.
see you next week.