To crave action and to think of stars

To cry diction and to sing of words

To silently speak the happenings

Of Carl's good and dead grandmama


To eat passion and to write of moons

Gone by, gone into the white white Frost


To try fusion and to drink of guiles

Which bewitch the mind betwixt the time

To shock Allan's spiders into spinning

Swinging, back and forth and back again


To make caption and to dream of night

Ever fading into light in spring

To scorn faction and to want of beats

That warm the soul with Browning lyrics


To color thoughts outside wavy lines

and paint, each with meaningful Hughes


To wish vision and to tell of tales

To show tension and to ask of tastes

To observe and notice and create

Something emoting beauty always






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