Imposing Imposter
Jingle bells, snow falling, cascading
In a myriad dancers
Each to their own tune, on a fuse
Set by the screaming light overhead
A melange of streaming blazes
Luminous and bold
In the clouded skies above
Twinkling like stars
In telescopic view
To pile high like mountains
Purification from the sky
Monday, August 23, 2004
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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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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