Monday, January 25, 2010

Poetry Bus and humor

So brittle and light
You have to be quick
to reach out and grab

the dry dusty sleeve
of this flowing by,

if you dip and you sway
in a polka or waltz;

in the turn of a shoulder
miss the laugh of the day.

Yes in life out there
we need flex and pause,

some tickles of silliness,
and great big guffaws.

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