Sept. 12, 2008
A bawdy day...
Life’s journey as it passes through.
So the body dyes
water passing through
gathers colour and hue
amines as well
lend it tint and smell
why any bother
through mother and daughter
genomes tell tales
so do forks and whales
digesting the news
of another new bruise
shadow on earth
increasing her girth
no room for us all
silent swirling blue ball
footloose and fancy
cannot keep dancing
faster.
