Fennigan's Rainbow

Sitting low on broken winds,
Clouds fill rolling tear swells,
Darkness falls as rain descends,
Lighting crashes thunderous tales,


At the stark of night and dark of light,
Swimming in warm colored faux ecstasy,
Precious voices whisper delightful insight,
In simple songs of ravaged majastry.

Fennigans rainbow lies within days,
Between ripped and broken,
Ending on the hope of new waves,
A rainbow shared thus spoken.

Fennigan T 7/19/11

So there I lay

Standing at the box,
Dressed in best,
Curly locks,
Eyes at rest,

Frozen in time,
Music dancing,
Drinking the wine,
Swiftly glancing,

Whisper of quiet,
Wonders at large,
Shadows in the night,
It’s the what’s that are.

Confusion of why so early,
Why so late,
If it all is purly,
Waiting upon that open gate.

So here I lay,
So here I lie,
So here I pray,
So here I die.

Standing at the box,
Dressed in best,
Curly locks,
Eyes at rest.

So there I lay…………


Fennigan T 7.11.11