A million pens dropp all at once.
Everyone is silent.
No more scrawling manically on the walls and napkins and odd bits of paper that seem only to be available at these particular moments of ...... more »
'Please don't quote me'
For then you'll see
Why it is absurd
to use another's words... more »
The choke of her hair
the smoke of her smile
a finger up a spine
index indexing... more »
Bill, the gardener liked to water the pansies
Until they were flooded, it tickled his fancy
Retarded he was, because of his eccentricities
Ignorant, for sure of a garden's awesome complexities... more »
A cast of thousands- MILLIONS(maybe more)
Just wait till you see the things we have in store..
The Red Sea parted like a 50 cent haircut!... more »
A walk in the door
On this most solemn night
I sit- and I wait
What comes in?
a wind, a song, an ebb of light
a leaf of autumn trait?
All these things I do ignore
The door closed but once before
and opened but once again
To wait for the walk in the door
from my long since absent friend
my constant, my companion.
That night, a year ago
I stated to the affect
that we were stitched
by heart and soul at the seam
My nerves did grow
as she paused in neglect
And gave her head a twitch
'Whate'er do you mean? '