Friday, December 28, 2007

Friendly Fancy

I’m in a daze
your lofty praise
has set my cheeks a glowing,
I fear that soon
like a balloon
this head will start a growing.

My paltry plume
well versed in gloom
has tickled your perception,
but you’re a scribe
with your own vibe
that captures the attention.

With luck our word
will soon be heard
or read or maybe spoken.
A lovely dream
that makes me beam—
Oh damn! Now I’ve awoken.

5 comments:

Shirley said...

Alright! Hey, we're right back where we started lol. The more things change, the more they stay the same! Thank you again...although I don't expect it I certainly do appreciate it.

Bubba said...

Your words glow along with your cheeks. Nice one...

SLY said...

Great rhyming here (of which I am a fan, and a writer)
Love the light humour too!
(GrooveSinga..on MySpace)

writerwoman said...

Happy New Years!

From Poets Who Blog.

rch said...

I can't thank Shirley enough!!