Post by fuzzytiger on Sept 5, 2013 18:15:13 GMT -5
As a child I saw a rainbow in a jar.
Rays and shafts in a cathedral of weeds,
The wine hued eye of the stickleback
with it's stained glass breast.
A crystal ball of wonders,
distortion and clarity playing a game together.
A newt appears from nowwhere.
Eyes and lips and voices harmonys as Ooo's.
A beetle with shimmering cloak,
it's precious drop of air,
tugs it's glory deeper.
A monster turns on stomping legs,
pumping with fierce intent, it's jaws agape and ready .
Is it hungry or is it angry, who can tell ?
A worm sneaking, insinuating, recoiling ,reaching,
kissing to check for friend or foe,
The tadpole, an intricate clock to time the year.
How can this lovingly wrought thing of quivering
vulnerability become careless foda for fish and bird
and even the insult of insects?
Many creatures from a dimension of ones,
Touching the corner of our reality,
jerking simpletons catching sunshine in their feathered antenae,
and falling backwards hugging their pillows of warmth.
As a child I saw a rainbow in a jar,
but nobody saw the rainbow in my heart.
Rays and shafts in a cathedral of weeds,
The wine hued eye of the stickleback
with it's stained glass breast.
A crystal ball of wonders,
distortion and clarity playing a game together.
A newt appears from nowwhere.
Eyes and lips and voices harmonys as Ooo's.
A beetle with shimmering cloak,
it's precious drop of air,
tugs it's glory deeper.
A monster turns on stomping legs,
pumping with fierce intent, it's jaws agape and ready .
Is it hungry or is it angry, who can tell ?
A worm sneaking, insinuating, recoiling ,reaching,
kissing to check for friend or foe,
The tadpole, an intricate clock to time the year.
How can this lovingly wrought thing of quivering
vulnerability become careless foda for fish and bird
and even the insult of insects?
Many creatures from a dimension of ones,
Touching the corner of our reality,
jerking simpletons catching sunshine in their feathered antenae,
and falling backwards hugging their pillows of warmth.
As a child I saw a rainbow in a jar,
but nobody saw the rainbow in my heart.
