Monday, June 28, 2010


To reach/

To strive/

To try to touch

Calls for bravery,

Calls for desire.

The raindrop on the tongue,

While the rest of the body is washed,

The penny that landsface up--

Meaning good luck for the finder.

The hand that itches to hold

The money.

We reach/

We seek/

We want/

We drink

The rain drop by drop--

Sky purified..

Copyright (c) 2010 by the author

Thursday, June 10, 2010


While the body rests,

Repairs are made

After yet another day

Of life’s abuses,

The mind must consolidate

What it has gained,

Versus what it has lost,

And while it balances its books,

It entertains itself with our dreams:

Sometimes it makes sense

Of the actions and responses

We experienced,

But sometimes there are

No reasons for what flits across

The inner screen.

While the movie plays,

Everything we learned

Is set against everything

We forgot.

And when it’s done,

It’s time

For another day

To begin.

All accounts

Are balanced

And ready for

Debits and credits.

(c) 201010 by the author

Wednesday, June 9, 2010


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