Month: August 2010

practice makes perfect makes
practice, moon. better try that again.
in a different room.

let’s follow the clouds blowing past you
moon– to a stream tucked behind
your ear.

sneak through the blue-lit castle
doors and race up a winding
stair.

we’ll dine at the top with just
starlight and you. and toast all things
velvet. and bubbly. and
new.

might havta blame the wristbands
moon. they let us in places
we (say we) don’t go.

limo ride, limo ride, taxi
moon. you still look delicious
when the last fare is due.

gonna serve you right up
with orange ice cream
moon. grownups just eat you.
kids turn you to glue.

can’t say we’re stellar with numbers
moon. but we know we can always
count on you.

didn’t mean to stay out all night
moon. but the band wouldn’t quit.
and then you showed up too…

time to head back to school
moon. to learn about galaxies,
planets and you.

(Jim‘s hopin he’ll find a date)
(or two)

forget about worries and trouble
moon. float on the water.
laugh with the loons.