Violet Polka Dot HeroEmerging from the darknessThe deep violet timeless places The violet polka dot hero Trudging through the dark places Where the trickling rivulets of water gathers Into whirling violet puddles That bear the gift of moonlight And the amber waves of mercury lights Where the Mad Hatter dances with the moon And the violet polka dot hero Tips his felt hat to the White Rabbit And the electric harvest moon above And to the quaint timeless madness of love. Heart-shaped tear drops fall From the violet polka dot hero Into the puddles below They fall like shooting stars And reflect in the amber light As pennies in a wishing well That melt in the cold glare Of amber mercury light that drips down And gathers in quick silver pools that Traps the violet polka dot hero As a fly stuck in amber Or a venus-fly trap that snares The violet polka dot hero who dances alone. |
Paper Swanslocked away in closets,with uncertain fluorescent lights, the virgin minds are infibulated, with a deluge of facts, and a raft of paper. folded notes float across the room, like paper swans on a pond, dreams drift through an open window, like the autumn leaves, and fall to the ground just the same. autumn dreams of floating down, a stream on a paper raft, and circled by paper swans, where autumn leaves are lily pads, and fluorescent lights are flowers. a loud bullfrog voice awakens you, as reality rushes up, like the waterfalls ahead, and paper swans are crushed on the rocks, beneath a teacher's feet.
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