I was noticed by 
a general man
He was walking down
a newspaper path
with an evergreen wand
in his right hand
He was whistling a general phrase 
that knocked me to my knees
And I was washed away by the 
absense of humanity
down the path
with no trees
and rotten branches of 
sunlight
 


~ Hello there I said
   as I faced the figure
   in the sky
   The dust almost covered 
    the face of the sun
    in the sky
    My hair was getting bleached
    from the moonlight
   So I asked why
   Why does the blue sky fade to black
    only to turn red
   in the morning
   I'm in heaven
   the sun said
   You don't need to know that
   but I thought I would tell you
   It's not as symbolic
    as you think


  
 
~Here I stand 
these flowers I send
to you through my heart I cry
for you
my thoughts
my dreams
Flow through the waves of innocence
white angels fly
High above your whistling sky
My greatful eyes
can see your face
Nothing could take the place
of a tear of joy
streaming from your eyes 
 


 
 Shakespeare's Box

~Shakespeare had a box
In it were the players
of a great fantastic maze
And a stage where no one knew their names
locked away in a barn
no one could find it
because it sat upon a table 
that was only 2 feet tall
When he looked inside he found
a collection of what is said to be
glass covered horses 
he swallowed one and then 
he fell asleep...
 
Jimmy Holloway (wompa@nwa.quik.com)


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