

Bicycles and BumbershootsOne day a little boy named Simon woke up from a wonderful dream. He opened his eyes and turned his head to the window, like he would on any other day, only this day he saw rain rolling down the glass. Any other day he would have sat in front of the window with a mug full of hot chocolate watching the beads roll down the panes. However today was supposed to be a special day. This was the day that his father had set aside to teach Simon how to ride a bike.Bicycles and Bumbershoots
Simon walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where he saw his father. He was eating toast and marmalade as he read the morning paper. Simon noticed that he was dressed for w


Cat Stitched TongueIf I had something to say I would.Cat Stitched Tongue
But I don’t. So I don’t. The silence is deafening. And will be forever more. Your lips have been sealed, With so much left unsaid. Mine are open, Yet I have none. Ironic. A breathing Paradox.
So speak.


Ode on a Poets TongueWhat makes the mind sigh and pause with A lack, not of thought, or love, or Any matter close t’ that of myth, But with skill, and power, and tongue That can seem to shape all the more Subtle and sublime shards to light, That we seem to have hid amongOde on a Poets Tongue
When we lack the power to fight?
Have these shards piercèd that tongue more Now that there is need? Now that there Is want? And do you now lack store To find a piece of perfect fit, When at any other time th’ air Would but breeze and the melody Would sing strong and sweet, and submit To that long tun
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That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels.
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It's always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that.
That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels.
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