28 March 2007

as promised: a poem of 2005


octagonal pale
spider webs
to crawl
in to hook
in to relax
in fibrous nets
they hang where
they flank
a good view
of bright endless
aerial blue.

1 comment:

Eamons World said...

Words words words Kata2 coming leaving forgetting pls pls pls ROCK on you can do it!