"cabot" poems
I'm from the land of candy, which is as rare as gold.
I'm from the land where fruits are our desserts and rice is a must.
I'm from the land where cheese is a treat and milk is banned.
I'm from the land where determination is my Parliament Building,
The Library is my City Hall,
Technology is my Plaza,
And Music is my Town Square.
I'm from the land where Math is our School,
Lucy Maud Montgomery is our teacher,
And Creativity are our Artists.
I'm from the land of pine-smelling air and strokes of sunburn.
Where laughter is heard at every corner.
I'm from the land of a Dominating Dad and a Mature Mom.
I'm from the land of a Busy Brother whom is somewhat caring.
I'm from the land which changes constantly,
Hot and Cold,
And is always forgetful.
I'm from the land where Pheonix Wright is our King and Meg Cabot is our Princess.
I'm from the land where friends are our special jewels,
And family is priceless.
I'm from the land where my valuables are my memories
And I'm still collecting them.
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 1:29 AM UTC
All the way past Westminster
the Thames breathes rain & clouds
& the grim reaper beckons
in the iron vein moonlight
& I, I,
an I is an Eye
open wide a thousand times
& the grim reaper beckoning
Basho & the Dalai lama
might help me find
the restless gambler,
cards in hand
or escape the ships
that never sail past the horizon,
tribunals
& looking out now
from Cabot tower now past Bristol & beyond
a homeless man sits waiting
paper cup
& styrofoam
& Clocks do not
tell the time
they are merely told it
yet in their vanity proclaim that they alone are it's keepers
& our only friend & Nemesis
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC