Saturday, September 22, 2007
The Cloth Maker
as the consumer goes and goes the more he owes
as the mourner goes and goes the more she woes
as the black bird goes and goes the more it crows
as the lawnmower goes and goes it mows
as life goes and goes it grows
as does everything that creeps along on its toes
the cloth maker goes and goes as she sews
the body piercer goes and goes as he punctures the nose
is there anything anybody really knows?
as the mourner goes and goes the more she woes
as the black bird goes and goes the more it crows
as the lawnmower goes and goes it mows
as life goes and goes it grows
as does everything that creeps along on its toes
the cloth maker goes and goes as she sews
the body piercer goes and goes as he punctures the nose
is there anything anybody really knows?
Passing Relationship
two ships set sail
to where there is no mail
they get caught in a storm
big enough to mourn
one gets hit by a whale
the other feels reborn
now in their separation
there is much hesitation
and anticipation
but what they really need...
is reconciliation
will the tide cause them to drift apart?
sailing like love is a fine art
you won't understand it just because you're smart
but when you reach the horizon, in spite of your doubt
you will find, one way or another, it all works out
to where there is no mail
they get caught in a storm
big enough to mourn
one gets hit by a whale
the other feels reborn
now in their separation
there is much hesitation
and anticipation
but what they really need...
is reconciliation
will the tide cause them to drift apart?
sailing like love is a fine art
you won't understand it just because you're smart
but when you reach the horizon, in spite of your doubt
you will find, one way or another, it all works out
Polina Porres
There's a corridor in space
where the trees grow and the waters flow.
This vortex gave birth to Earth -
through its porthole, one sees its worth.
But me, I gaze through wondering.........
about the mysterious thundering.
Can others hear it?
Do they see it?
Are they willing to feel it?
where the trees grow and the waters flow.
This vortex gave birth to Earth -
through its porthole, one sees its worth.
But me, I gaze through wondering.........
about the mysterious thundering.
Can others hear it?
Do they see it?
Are they willing to feel it?
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