Wednesday, September 21, 2011

funniest old findings

Writing is hard in the springtime
heart open running free wild, that
confining my fingers
to sport that lingers just
right above paper is close
to sinful

Alas
air's fresh
earth's breathing
drop your pen, jump in sweet flight
open
up
loosen
close
eyes
groovin
the sky will be ok without the clouds

Blue blue child, the green and purple's open
and yellow is coming to share her cupcakes
with you
Rainbow color-ed sprinkles sprawl in fluffy white
frosting
pinky cotton marshmallows
wave,
hello