Thursday, January 8, 2009

The Snowball in Hell

Why do birds flock
To the tree in the sunlight?
Why does the skylark
Sing in the morning?
What makes all might
To be insufficient?
What turns drizzle
Into pouring?

Why do birds flock to the tree?
Oh Lord, why me?

Creation

in the morning
we become
Creators---
after dreaming inspirations
erupted from the dampest,
insanest
closets of
what might otherwise
be called the
mind