Cash Only

Give me one dollar,
I’ll sell you a penny,
That saved a young soldier,
From bullet at war.

Slide me a twenty,
I’ll teach you instructions,
For picking a winner,
At boxing match brawl.

Show me a fifty,
I’ll sell you a moon rock,
That fell from the heavens,
And buried in soil.

For one hundred green ones,
I’ll share with you secrets,
For youthful appearance,
And endless vigor.

A cool hundred forty,
Will win you the pathway,
To wisdom of Solomon,
The wisest of all.

These offers I make here,
Will save and redeem you,
A dream of a lifetime,
Yours, now, for a sum.

It’s yours for the taking,
Delivered on payment,
Move quick, make decision,
Tomorrow, they’re gone.

 

May 24, 2011

Winged Room

Winged RoomOn a heavy, gray earth,
A large room spreads its silver wings,
Sails into the sky,
Toward a bloodied sun.

A white ocean lay across the horizon,
Showers life to the ground,
Motionless crowd, their thoughts a wonder,
Soars high above.

Distant life bubbles below,
Inciting curiosity and imagination,
Flickering in a distant haze,
Like tiny stars in the night.

The room is twinkling in the dark,
Floating in a sea of frozen air,
New dawn glows at the limit line.

 

May 11, 2011