W. Rod MacMasterson

Rookie (08-28-84 / A place where dreams reside)

Comments about W. Rod MacMasterson

  • Trip McNeely (9/18/2006 3:50:00 PM)

    write another poem

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  • Trip McNeely (8/21/2006 12:49:00 PM)

    A punch to the face and a kick to the ribs, my monarch shall be avenged!

  • Trip McNeely (8/13/2006 3:15:00 AM)

    Ken Kesey called me up for a bus ride and I said 'Yeah man, sounds good let me call Cassidy up' and Kesey said 'He's already on Nigga WHOO! '

  • Trip McNeely (7/23/2006 5:30:00 AM)

    Jesus Christ, you weren't kidding about that Ziggy Bluntz guy
    Look at this shit:
    http: //www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp? poet=201494&poem=3893419


  • Trip McNeely (7/23/2006 5:24:00 AM)

    Strong Waned Gut
    John Wayne Strut
    Gone Pained Foot!
    Job Pays But,
    On Bank Cut
    No Thank Ya,
    All Paid Stuff

    Call Strait Up
    'Tall Lazed Bump:
    'All Blaze Up! '
    Stalls Stays Put
    Long Frayed Mutt's
    Gall! Lame Klutz!


I look out each day upon Dawn
Wondering what this day will spawn
Perhaps today I will see a new light,
One which I did not see last night

Like arrows from quivers sparrows fly hither
I see them fly to so elegantly to and fro,
As though they're entrapted in a Dance,
A Dance, A trance of which I do not know.

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