Mirror Talk

Caution. Objects are closer Than they appear. The real you, Is near. Look, Behold and ponder, The true nature Of things. Tell me, What do you see? Or rather, perceive? We definitely don’t See eye to eye On everything. But let’s be clear, there can be only one Reflection. Please don’t confuse Me for a

Irresistible splurge

Weakness. Simply Can’t resist… The red eye flight Weighing of word At high altitude Musing Banking Skiing on cloud In multitude Must be… Weakness of Will Disease even To pen or quill Must rise up Once more And fill With word Ink a thought And write again © Copyright 2014 Benjamin Thomas

Poetry: The Written Arrow

Poetry Insignificant? Not so. Voices spent Gladly, Hearts in tow. Pulled by Written arrows With ropes intact. Hauls across Lands and sea In fact. Each reaches Quick for quiver, Considers his aim. Sees the mark. Says its fair game. Arrows delivered. Thrill is the same. © Copyright 2014 Benjamin Thomas

A thousand reasons of insignificance

How insignificant Is a thousand feet. Clickety-clack Tap dancing In cadence… Piano’s rhythm In sync to feet. Broadway’s dapper Tap dancer: COMMY THE CATEPILLAR ! Come see now The pre-chyrsalis show! © Copyright 2014 Benjamin Thomas