the blithely biker

May 25, 2014 § 2 Comments

when he pedals past my house every Sunday,
with Bob Marley strumming
from his portable jerry-rigged boom-box,
I can’t decide who’s happier:
he, in all his melodic cycling glory,
or the birds, who cheerfully and loyally chirp along to his song.

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Lemon Tree

April 29, 2014 § 1 Comment

A lemon from above
Came falling from the sky
A perfect yellow orb
Promptly hit me in the eye

I was gazing overhead
Making friends with clouds
When my peaceful state was ended
With a jolt of something sour

I thought about the odds
Of such a strange occurrence
All the eyes it could have hit
And it chose mine to cause disturbance

But I guess it’s all perspective
It’s not really all about me
For when life throws you lemons
At least it’s not you falling from the tree

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