and sailors eyes and ears are stung,
by graceful music spray,
and all the while the creatures stood,
watching mortal fear,
and thought it odd that creaks and bumps,
should shake a humans ear.
she had orphic eyes,
great big mystery pies,
she had a thought to the right,
that filled her with fright,
she had groovy toes,
for sand, i suppose,
and a pretty purple vibe
swirling just for show
she laughed in a twinkling note
a note that floats and floats
she ran into a wood
she really thought she should
in the dirt the sand rose
just for those toes
and the colour from her vibe
was jumbled up inside
she had a stupid grin
over teeth her lips spread thin
her hips jutted forth
with a primal naked force
and all the while the woods
shook her as hard as it could
the grin turned to an O
as through the forest she goes.
glows and glows of little pleasures,
smiling,
shining through,
the subtle smiles, the shifting glances,
at lights shining new.
shimmer for me, golden honey,
you know you can shine,
today is glowing crazy sunny,
like today is mine.
the wind is tapping on my back,
softly nudging me,
there’s shapes in the clouds,
i’m guessing and laughing,
at things i think they could be.