A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond.
The sound of half a duck quacking.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
I can see you even when I dream
Thursday, January 26, 2006
When you're on the track There's no looking back Take a chance You've put it in your pocket Between the limelight And the midnights You've made a change You got what you wanted.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Finger weaver strands together Flax and fibre with the timbre Of steel and stones, rocks and bones Hold the gold Glitter, glitter As the rain goes Patter, pitter On tinny roof, so aloof To industry surrounding me Of steel and stones, rocks and bones
Taller than Planets.
We are just aliens In this tiny world Fingers curled Flag unfurled Salute the stars
The glittering day begins Hidden by cloud A holy shroud Screaming loud As night flees past
We kick them in the shins These lowly sentients How convenient Our fiery temprement Demands a sublter art.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
In a time of sunsets The sun kisses the earth And blushes
Computer Love
It's a sad change That's come over us You're eyes have died
In a static whisper A gentle surrussus Inside you are burning.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Long Time No Post
If you just read She is falling apart Between the lines.