Secondhand Daydreams

In a roomful of blues
And a touch of light feeling
Awoke to a kiss
And a leaky blue ceiling

In a corner far removed
I heard a mouse snore
And his song sang a rhythm
Better than before

From a closet out of sight
Strode a giant and he roared
Lest you think the contrary
Its better than before

Though so very real they are
So lively and with feeling
They quickly fade as sight and sound
Mere shadows on the ceiling

Lost in Loco

Singletary solitary

Ever changing

Never varies

Simple toe jam

Round the merry

Never changing

Ever varies

Jerk down sweetness

Lime pole dairy

Fatback peakless

Child be wary

Roll tide smoothly

Clever rogue name

Sometimes unruly

Never the same

Bei Ji Xing

In the morning, I look to the east
Because that is where my light is.

In the evening, I look to the west
Because she is waking there.

Everyday, I see heaven and earth
Because the wind whispers her name.

Autumn

The season changes
Leaves turn in the fading light
And let go the past

Addiction

Alone in the dark
Crying for the day
Afraid of the dawn

Megan O'Malley

Megan O'Malley
Lives in the valley
Just south of Dun O' Dell

Her house has a door
A roof and a floor
Two windows and a little green bell

The trees all about
Are sturdy and stout
The garden is bright and gay

The clouds in the sky
Drift sleepily by
And the sun shines brightly all day

Her friends come to call
Spring, summer and fall
In winter they have a grand time

They sing and they shout
And jump all about
In the wind, rain, snow and sunshine










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A Fool and His Money

There is a saying that a fool and his money are soon parted.  I disagree.  A fool has no money.  He is simply holding it until the real owner comes along to claim it.