Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
Reading through your poetry here...learning...thinking...enjoying. Thank you.
Old Ollie,Without robes, a desolate (cold) and tired monk!Eileen
Thanks so much for stopping by my place. If I find any MS silver mags, you're the first one I'll call. I love monk robes, but the haircut, not so much. :)
I know the feeling of those slumped shoulders.....but then thankfully, other days, the robes take wing like kites!
Slumped shoulders... that's the truth! They have more to say than any text.
Sounds like bad posture to me! (LOL!)
yeah, i've been seeing a chiropractor for my slump :)
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.