Water in a stream,
Sliced lean,
Silent scream,
Funnel dream.
Hell out,
No doubt,
Some clout,
Smiling pout.
Done undone,
Ritualized fun,
Paralyzed run,
Over cum.
No furor,
Loss purer,
Pieces her,
Broken mirror.........
FTBAS 11.24.12
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Life Lines
I draw our universe in parallel lines between abstract dimensions,
Seasons of reason grow blossoms of treason,
When the harvest moon comes all doubt arises,
From the blue sky north I wonder the why is.
Spring will fall after the winter glow,
Years come as fast as the day will go,
I postie in life lines just like these,
Thoroughgoing off words to make them please,
Attempt on your ears may deaf not fall,
A duty an honor a beckon a call,
Solid sanscripts long sitting of all time,
Have written your future past and present, as are mine............
FTBAS 11.20.12
Seasons of reason grow blossoms of treason,
When the harvest moon comes all doubt arises,
From the blue sky north I wonder the why is.
Spring will fall after the winter glow,
Years come as fast as the day will go,
I postie in life lines just like these,
Thoroughgoing off words to make them please,
Attempt on your ears may deaf not fall,
A duty an honor a beckon a call,
Solid sanscripts long sitting of all time,
Have written your future past and present, as are mine............
FTBAS 11.20.12
why is me
Its all in complacency,
Never in rhapsody,
Cost of fantasy,
Verses reality,
Of moments in time,
Doubts the mind,
Counts the time,
on down the line,
Oh so far away,
In the mid day,
What they say,
Ends my fray,
Not my sanity,
Not my vanity,
Not my want to be,
Not my why is me...................
FTBAS 11.20.12
Never in rhapsody,
Cost of fantasy,
Verses reality,
Of moments in time,
Doubts the mind,
Counts the time,
on down the line,
Oh so far away,
In the mid day,
What they say,
Ends my fray,
Not my sanity,
Not my vanity,
Not my want to be,
Not my why is me...................
FTBAS 11.20.12
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