Wednesday, June 21, 2006


Unfettered finches fiercely race
I gun the gas to keep the pace,
as yellow flashes undulate
my driven doldrums dissipate;
contentment can be hell to chase
just fly without the fear of fate.


ozymandiaz said...

Yea, well, watch out for that tree...

Anonymous said...

Yea, what he said!

White Square said...

Full of courage and infused with energy...your poem bring fearlessness in a world that needs it so much!

rch said...

Hey oz, lmao!

Shirley, see above 8^P

Hello abhay, thanks, I'm glad it read that way to you. Take care,