As a songwriter, I sometimes have thoughts or ideas that wouldn't particularly make a good song. This is the outlet for that stuff...

Thursday, February 9, 2017

A Metaphor for Many Things


When you wash a kitchen knife

Show it some respect

Never run your dishrag

Along its cutting edge

Keep the handle toward you

Keep the point away

Then you'll surely live to wash

The knife another day


Saturday, February 4, 2017

Inkhorn


Swirling with potential

Quill

Breaking the surface and

Extracting

Limitless images

The men of Babel built a tower

It's salience catching the

Eye of Heaven

The men of letters much more

Subtle

Their Babel built on

Parchment plains

Rising into the clouds of

Time