These will slap the ivory without remorse As they dance merrily, the smooth tunes fill the air Lucky These Fives They are lucky The 7s and minors that sound off Clear the mind of clutter The majors march through the gutter or society and lift up heads Lucky These Fives They are Lucky Tickling the keys and fingering the As and Bs They separate the great from the hate They inspire the blood to pulse Lucky These Fives, They are Lucky These, Lucky Fives
Ah, poetry's like a shooting star, it comes into view from one side, maybe the right side, and arcs across the starry sky and catches our breath in its loveliness awesomeness lonesomeness and at the left side off it goes into the dark continuing its invisible trajectory
a bit like this web mag which was so sweet and active appearing suddenly and somehow going quiet making for a moment its spectacular display then continuing into the invisible again from which it sprang
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TREASURE TREE
ReplyDeleteDon't go near the Treasure Tree
It will make a fool of thee
Lucky Fives
ReplyDeleteThese will slap the ivory without remorse
As they dance merrily, the smooth tunes fill the air
Lucky
These
Fives
They are lucky
The 7s and minors that sound off
Clear the mind of clutter
The majors march through the gutter or society and lift up heads
Lucky
These
Fives
They are Lucky
Tickling the keys and fingering the As and Bs
They separate the great from the hate
They inspire the blood to pulse
Lucky These Fives, They are Lucky
These, Lucky Fives
SHOOTING STAR
ReplyDeleteAh, poetry's like a shooting star,
it comes into view from one side, maybe
the right side, and arcs across the
starry sky and catches our breath in its
loveliness awesomeness lonesomeness
and at the left side off it goes
into the dark continuing its
invisible trajectory
a bit like this web mag which was so
sweet and active appearing suddenly and
somehow going quiet
making for a moment its spectacular display
then continuing into the invisible again
from which it sprang
alas
for us all...