Today looks like
The overzealous grip of rubber on paper
Cicadas singing in the sun, homage to friction
Knowledge filtered through a cheese grater
A student smiling aimlessly, lost and happy.
Artificial light at war with shadows
Left skulking in corners by a relentless sun
Work hanging over, the headsman's axe
Razor sharp to snicker snack
Contrasting dulcet tones squeezed through walls too thin
Another teacher hard at work.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
How do I lose myself?
I am not easily misplaced Or forgotten, Arriving as I do Before even the curtains draw And that first morning jug boils, Bleary, yes Grudgin...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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