Monday, December 27, 2010

#1

Poetry In the Light of Day

last in night
first of day

given to dust
hardened as clay

travel fast among the clouds
take eternity n time to play

a life of memories
here to stay

a love of loves
a price to pay

who will tell you what to say?


knowing nothing
knowing all

who's in charge?
who makes the call?


push a mountain
serenity

bring a friend
complexity