Read them twice
Mood: Farm and wind again
Listening to: moo moo
first I saw her hair
in the wind, then the wonder
of her smile
getting louder
the calf
the auctioneer
Jul 4, 2005 at 10:47 o\clock
Jul 4, 2005 at 10:20 o\clock
Poetic beginings
Listening to: the wind
The aliens roamed the Johnsonville shopping mall on a cold Thursday morning
The Chinese searched out the students in the food court /Rounded them up at gunpoint /forced them into a book shop/put them all on a culture waltz
The South Americans gripped amazed shoppers/salsa danced down the walkways/ tapping feet against the hard floor/ dreaming of other places/ happy and sad criss crossed their moods
The Dutch played dice at the tables with rattle bags of leather/Rolled cheeses and followed on their bikes/ a colour scape whirl of thick gin saturate
The Arabs darted from shop to shop/ was terror on their minds?/Muddle huddled westerners expecting surely not/But only dark giggles was their lot
Then sirens roared and doors burst wide /Team America on the job/
Bullet proof garb weapons at the ready / round up roars / all lying on the floor/These alien aliens restore the store/ God bless……
@Neil Furby
