the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.

Have I posted this before?

by freakynewchild

If someone asked what life is about,
I would say things small
[cheese or roses like
aromatically nice or genuinely sharp]
most of the time
a huge blur
a poignant question
a horizon or a ceiling with your soul stuck
Just let the cork go free
pour the wine down the throat
laugh, gurgle and spit
your desires away

a little about you – with some help from a old family friend we called websters but whose real name also included a merriam

by Roger Mugs

you are exalted or worthy of complete
devotion as one perfect in goodness and righteousness
of, relating to, or proceeding directly from God
you are having great power, prestige, or influence
you are great in deed or exalted in place
you are marked by stately grandeur and lavishness
and exceptionally superior in kind, quality, or appearance

by saxsquatch

http://www.myspace.com/saxsquatch

An Exercise in Comunication

by saxsquatch

Music is a
two way street
and what I play
ain’t what you hear
and what you read
ain’t what they scribbled
down

Just figure what I’m
saying
don’t ask me what I’m
trying to say.

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