Saturday, January 21, 2006

Nourishment from The Queen

Shopping malls and
Starbucks calls
And yet they leave me
Wanting more

A primal schism
From my senses
My inspiration
My thought

High on the hill
Emotions sought
And found
Thanks to Mondrian
Color, creation of others,
Images of sound

Down the way a
Warmer day inside glass
Green grass and
Kumquats. Flowers bought
And trees of old.

I'm hungry no more the
Queen of lore lives up
To Stories said beyond
The riverbed.

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