The Right Column
Just
Fishing

    Fabric Billows 
   Some weeping girl from another dream
    came bounding across the meadow
  sunset glow all around her
    viewed from a downward looking angle
       the wind making perfect billows in the fabric
     she's breathing hard,
        almost winded
     rushing to hear that bard strum.


      The sun shines bright today
          Down on the beach, in the sun
            I might get a little burned.
              Gotta bring my hat.


    Cryptic
          Understanding koan nonsense

Aug 29, 2010