Talk your thin, fool words,
Make your feet-of-clay plans -
Both will carry,
Curse-crystal clear -
Feel the gods laughing presence,
As they position game-pieces,
Sharpen diamond teeth?
Plant your pale, flags
On maps-that aren’t;
As if they mean something,
Are terribly significant …
If it’ll help.
Conceal tribal silver
As is traditional,
With future beauties, power
And conceit
Atop the sacred rock:
Strap war-doom saddles to
Belligerent bull camels -
Time is treasure -
The star is
Always moving on.
27/12/2012
..and do you have a resolution . . . Time is treasure…like that
Do I have resolutions? Oooh yessss!
Maybe something for another blog eh?
stunning!
Lovely. Big picture thoughts. Hope lots of smiles and adventures find you in the new year – and you find time to share them with us!
I do feel the gods laughing presence… and maybe their disdain. I like these words Beeseeker.