(2013)
Composed 09 Mar
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
here is where we chirp, written lines known as tweeting- compressed ideas— Bill D. Johnston (@bedeejay) ...
He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
YOU and are not us.
She collected rainbows. She stored sunshine. She put moonlight away. She made stars into a crown. She drew picture clouds.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
a furious air and neighborhood destruction– somebody’s lost pet
