Leap in the river and explore its warmth
Watch quick liquids steal your form
As the current pulls you under the moon
Flowing whispers sounding soon
Now feel the light and watch cheerful faces
Take joy in all bright spaces
Where the ones you love tread soft and spoken
Your heart beats loudly woken
By the laughing voices touching your ears
Each cheek wet with joyful tears
And under lunar glow water is home
Built by the golden beams shown
Flow with these faces for the rest of time
Under light brightly lit kind
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Jinx
The secret jinx wastes within our dreams
Subsisting on tapestries of thought
He eats existence from their seams
And drinks threaded hope once held taut
The fiend slips through brightly woven minds
Consuming the most vivid shades of essence
And in our pale digested fabrics we find
A roughly sewn childlike presence
So from this young cloth we must return
And witness our jinxes starve and fall
As we light the match and watch him burn
Our new forms breathe from ash and crawl
Subsisting on tapestries of thought
He eats existence from their seams
And drinks threaded hope once held taut
The fiend slips through brightly woven minds
Consuming the most vivid shades of essence
And in our pale digested fabrics we find
A roughly sewn childlike presence
So from this young cloth we must return
And witness our jinxes starve and fall
As we light the match and watch him burn
Our new forms breathe from ash and crawl
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