Trees Have Muscles
Exercising in the strong wind,
The trees swing back and forth
in unison like ballet dancers.
Pliable limbs strengthening against
each swirling gust in nature's gym.
Until today I didn't know that trees
had muscles.
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for." ~ Professor Keating (Robin Williams) in "Dead Poet's Society"
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
The Art of Being Second to Last
The Art of Being Second to Last
Never last, but penultimate
Out of the gate
Second to last
Not very fast
Penultimaters play their part
A special art
Ahead of one
Under the gun
Almost like a wallflower's first date
Penultimate
They never lose
Just wear slow shoes.
Never last, but penultimate
Out of the gate
Second to last
Not very fast
Penultimaters play their part
A special art
Ahead of one
Under the gun
Almost like a wallflower's first date
Penultimate
They never lose
Just wear slow shoes.
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