Wednesday, October 8, 2008

sing a song
restful blind man speak
weave a tapestry on my cloud
block the rain drops with the holy snow flakes
mining for coal is sorrow in a dress
what will tumbling stones bring us
i see the rabbi dancing like an idiot
in the alley colors entice the young
tigers tore down the fence last night
mother goose is a liar
the stony sea claims peace from above
understand the bones and teeth
wisdom is a caterpillar
i seek a lamp