i think that
dolphins always
have a smile
on their
face
because they
know that
they are the stars of
the show,
no matter how many sailboats are
around

i listened
to
the
(s) now
fall
in
(g)iant
sheets of
fro
zen
vap
(or)dinarily
with
little
sound.

bad
santa
jail

the memories'
roots
still
thrive
although
the blooms
withered and
died
long
ago.

we're all like tops.....
constantly spinning.

trying to find our
balance....

we may
spin alone..
we may
bump into one another
but we always
spin on our
own
volition...

afraid to
slow down
knowing
we
would
spin
no
longer.

it doesn't
matter
what you see
when
you open your eyes,
if
the
sun doesn't
shine
for
you

sometimes....
it's
necessary
to
rake
leaves
even
during
a
windstorm.

the trick
is
hanging
on
to
the
rake.

if no one is
listening...
is it
still
a
story?