poga poetry: MY BED

Sunday, March 23, 2014

photo by Tracey Emin

I laid under my bed for a week
making jazz and poetry
depressed

Silent Otto said...: And why the hell not ....i say
Onya Wayne; March 24, 2014 at 3:09 AM
Trellissimo said...: That bed is enough to depress anyone... :); March 24, 2014 at 5:50 AM
Belva Rae Staples said...: Depression makes for good jazz and poetry!; March 24, 2014 at 2:37 PM
humbird said...: Ha! ~ thanks for stopping by.; March 24, 2014 at 6:00 PM
Jinksy said...: What a hideaway! LOL :); March 25, 2014 at 8:13 AM
Kathe W. said...: yep- you got this image right!; March 25, 2014 at 12:55 PM
Cait O'Connor said...: You say it all.; March 26, 2014 at 1:26 AM
Jenn Jilks said...: Perfect!
(ツ) from Cottage Country Ontario , ON, Canada!; March 26, 2014 at 6:31 AM
Helena said...: Hell yeah! What if it was a fortnight...?; March 26, 2014 at 3:09 PM
hyperCRYPTICal said...: Sometimes life can be depressing and sometimes sleep remains elusive as I can't turn my mind off.
Luckily, this is rarely, and overall - I just love my bed! Love it!
Anna :o]; March 27, 2014 at 5:00 AM
Stafford Ray said...: Glad to know you are recovering!; March 28, 2014 at 4:05 PM
Anonymous said...: Which depressed what - the bed or the jazz and poetry? :-); March 28, 2014 at 7:51 PM