It is only two feet tall.
Held up by a dozen men...
"Do it," it whispers.
"One throw and you're done."...
Another bitter morning.
Sleigh rides and ringing bells...
I went to take the SAT on Saturday
and wondered why I was there...
The spinning
Twirling...
While it is growing
a rose must see its friends die...
A short Spring shower
lived for the instant I saw your face...
The dirt is rich brown
I laugh, I scream...
There is much beauty
in that steady search for truth...
All of my new pains,
They are bringing me closer to Truth...
Although knowledge gained
is stronger than knowledge taught...
Some grin, others turn away;
some shrug in confusion...