Monday, October 24, 2005

freestumbling

niagara falling
leaves falling
czars falling
angels falling
dominoes falling
walls falling
stars falling
trees falling
pillars falling
hopes falling
wishes falling
like niagara leaves czars angels dominoes walls stars trees pillars hopes wishes
have I forgotten any
will I remember when wishes fall like niagara
when niagara falls like leaves
when leaves fall like czars
like angels
like dominoes
like walls
behind stars
behind trees
behind pillars
beyond hopes
above wishes
larry

2 comments:

Larry Keiler said...

Now you are taking me back to early days when chestnuts were a favourite autumn pastime. They freetumbled, but we helped them along by throwing things (can't remember what exactly)up into the trees to shake loose the chestnuts. There were numerous theories as to how to harden chestnuts, and I would pester my mother to put them in the oven and bake them until they were like granite, then carefully pierce them with a nail, tie a string and head off to the chestnut killing fields. Your chestnut was only a loser once it detached itself from the string. I once had a champion chestnut for weeks (well, maybe days)but only because it was so battered and so tiny finally that it couldn't really be struck anymore. Any chestnut attempting to shatter that miniature marvel would only beat itself to death against cold hard pavement.

Anonymous said...

above, beyound, behind..

this places the soul in a place outside ego and survival.

there is survival and then there is living..both are important...

in living we may choose to lift up above earthly burdens