Mar 06, 2010 07:16
A marvelous window bar has a view of characters in a
Coffee parade, ignorant of a glorious blue sky,
Shuffling melancholy to an early morning rise
A sip of brown reveals the heavens.
To my left is a man so handsome it escapes
His brain, my dog marks his bike wheels,
It is a source of pleasure my thoughts are not for public viewing,
My friends sit at a round table next to the window.
A perfect day needs perfect plans
Oh you Jesters, dance, pray, laugh, wake up,
Glorious fools, your adorned with life, camaraderie,
Across the threshold, greet the splendid before the black and white.
I know my day will greet the warm rays
My eye on auto focus, reaches out, archiving,
Hunting a Blue Jay with a Canon,
I love in spite of being average, isolated my fate.