what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
Nicole S. Porter
7:08:00 PMbop to the top
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
-just a poem i stumbled on while surfing.. enjoy!
Upon A Childhood
In my daughter's eyes
There is a perfect blend
Of innocence and passion
This peanut butter-loving hellion
Can dance on the Monterey moon
Sail the seven bathtub seas
And blast off in her cardboard rocket
She doesn't know yet
That she can't truly do these things
Doesn't know about Santa Claus,
The Easter Bunny, or Daddy
Her world is filled with wonder
Bubbles hold rainbows captive
Crayons duel with da Vinci
And macaroni belongs on elbows, doesn't it?
Someday she'll learn
That dreams don't exist
Outside of cubicles and copiers
When that day comes
It'll find me dressed in black
Mourning my daughter's childhood
And her long-dreaded initiation
Into the world of cappuccinos and condoms