Saturday, August 11, 2007

Bracelets

blue and gold and pink
and blue and gold again
swinging dangling jangling
overtaking this vessel of ink

the vessel that promises
pleads from within me
to bubble up and away
with words and wind and woe

encased consciousness
never seems to comply
instead circling stooping sinking
into neverending recesses of thought.

2 comments:

Jad said...

Just awesome. :)

Anonymous said...

hello lovely- i just took apart your guest space today- hated it!! i miss you much . your blog helps. i like your poem. want to hear about first day of school. xoxox a.jenn