Wednesday, February 23, 2011


Flitting from one to the other
Only from one petal to the other
You rise and fall with my wings
Sweet nectar, gentle flower

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Measuring Cups

I sit at the piano
My fingers move
Knowing what to play
The same tune
Again and again
I tilt my head and watch
My fingers move
Letting them play
Till I am saturated

pum pum pa pum pum, pum pa pum pum....