(2013)
© 4 June 2o13
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
The End will come too soon. Watch the land. Watch the seas Watch the skies for signs, for it… The End.
end of long trip around the solar system– finished the book
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
