I get a break today.. of sorts. Have I told you they are working my ass off? I'm keepin gup with you B and Michelle... I'ver had to print your blogs... Damn.. DId I mention they're working my ass off? And those that know me know that's a lot of ass (personality and physically) BA Da Ching! If I don't laugh at myself, some mofo will beat me to it. hahahaha... Any who.. I get a break for an hour or two, so that I can write a poem for a co-worker who is retiring... Well, I've wanted to write this piece, so I will try to poetically incorporate her into this... Angel. Welcome back!!!!!!
Grafted Skin....
The greatest stories never told
are buried beneath crows feet.
are scrawled in pidgin riding waves of laugh lines.
are hidden between folds of skin.
wrinkled prose emoting that which is
seldom shared,
hidden from self,
spoken only, to God
in the thunderous booms
between breaks
of silence and quiet.
at times,
it is synchronized to the twinkle
of gasses masquerading as stars
in the light of night.
lift your head,
like you, it is simply beautiful.
It doesn't mean you have aged
It simply shows that you have lived..
having spent each
second to minute by hour
tumbling toward twilight,
skipping droplets of
multi-colored tears.
your footprints,
rain bowed words
for others to follow.
E. Zora Knight
2006-10-30
well, i did put on out there
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This is nice and warm, a side of friendship.
"lift your head,
like you, it is simply beautiful.
It doesn't mean you have aged
It simply shows that you have lived..."
mmm hmmm...gonna write this down for my granny!
"lift your head,
like you, it is simply beautiful.
It doesn't mean you have aged
It simply shows that you have lived..."
mmm hmmm...gonna write this down for my granny!
ba-da-ching!
the poem is lovely and mad eme think of my mom sweet korean eyes...thanks
(uh...yes....i'm going crazy...)
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