Tuesday, April 19, 2011

my old friend

and when i look at you
you're mostly black but blue
is pushing its way through
because
it wants to whisper its name
through the treetops
green and grown
over the black that's not its home.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which those who dream only by night may miss.


-- Edgar Allen Poe