last year's thoughts
pile together
like so much laundry
finished pieces
fly, fly away
like paper airplanes -
origami word birds
last year's journal
leaves gaps
like so many invitations
last year's thoughts
provide good fodder
like so much good manure
this year's interstitial thoughts
will be rich
like so many buds of spring
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Clutter
The re-arranging piles
are now
piles of constants,
in rows.
Satisfying, somehow -
this small order
from chaos.
are now
piles of constants,
in rows.
Satisfying, somehow -
this small order
from chaos.
Sincerity
I grew up
not knowing sarcasm
Only experiencing it
occasionally
as barbs of veiled
intentions
My father was strict
on this notion -
Anything but Sincerity
is a Colossal
Waste of Time
It's deeply ingrained
and I Sincerely
thank him
for the lesson
not knowing sarcasm
Only experiencing it
occasionally
as barbs of veiled
intentions
My father was strict
on this notion -
Anything but Sincerity
is a Colossal
Waste of Time
It's deeply ingrained
and I Sincerely
thank him
for the lesson
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